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Last night we had my sister’s surprise Jersey Shore-themed 30th birthday party (“Thirty Shore,” of course.)
I poofed up my hair, double bra-ed to push the puppies up as high as possible, and applied more bronzer than an entire Miss Hawaiian Tropic pageant. Topping off the look with shutter shades and 2-finger ring that read FAMOUS, I looked (and felt) like an absolute douche.
The party was a complete success. She was totally surprised, which is no small feat considering my sister is super nosy and finds out EVERYTHING.
To finish off the night, about six of us went to the same bar where we used to underage-drink for darts & more beer.
Havaianas in t-strap form. I’ll have to give these a try (if it ever warms up).
Reblogging because… NEED!!
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Happy Preaster!
You know you’ve had a successful holiday when the night ends with some awesome Street Fighter moves in your backyard. (in that last picture, she is Hadoken attacking us with a fart. I know— we’re classy broads.)
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