...especially the ones that go until 6am.
Aside from the fact that I went to bed as the sun was rising and the birds were chirping, less than three hours of sleep was apparently the perfect amount to send me buzzing on a Sunday morning. I woke up to my daily cinnamon bun flavored coffee chugging routine and begun the best day. Ever. My sister and bro (in law) and I went to this particularly awesome thrift/vintage vinyl flea market. We devoured bloodys and sifted through endless piles of vinyl, racks of all the vintage clothing, shoes, and accessories a girl can handle. Followed by my first ever visit to Aldi, where I felt the urge to say every single ridiculous "brand name" out loud. (Cheese Town, as opposed to Cheez-Itz and Aunt Maple, as opposed to Aunt Jemima were just two of my favorites.) Then we had tacos, my favorite food on planet earth, and now, it's lazy time. My legs literally throb from dancing all night.
Last night was a bit ridiculous, to say the least. My first priority was getting myself all dolled up and going to some work party at some fancy banquet hall. Cocktail dress and platform heels en tow, I pranced my way over this party, sipped on sangria, and danced to Michael Jackson and hold school hip hop tunes that were really difficult to hold a beat to. I took it as a challenged and danced all over it. The next thing in order, was to make it to a huge duo birthday party. The catch? Arrive in one piece. Making the transition from fancy cocktail dress and heels to liquid leggings, my 1920's inspired shoes, a black v neck tee with holes all over it, and my new favorite oversized denim button down that I stole from my mom's closet, circa 1982. I prefer the latter, but do enjoy a night playing dress up and having good manners. This time, though, I danced too hard, too long, to fresh spun tunes from the year 3000. Time was apparently nonexistent, and I ended up driving home at 6:30am. Whoops. Needless to say, there's nothing like a night with my bros. They're my favorite people in the world.
Something totally weird happened today. While grabbing tacos, I picked up a copy of Night & Day. My face dropped when I looked at the front cover. Um. I was on it. Awkward?
Here's to beginning a new week. Mondays are no fun days.
Current Listen: Baby - The Phenomenal Handclap Band (This is seriously a must listen. Especially if you're a fan of '70's ish music, or Moneybrother, then you'll love this.) Click the link and watch the video ... that's the best part!
