nothing like "easing" back into the dramatically abandoned blog world with a half naked post and 1,000 pictures.
whatever.
life is good.
and so are my friends.
and so are the 5lbs i gained from 4 days of cheese and lardtillas.
it's good to be back.
effers.
let's start off the weekend with a completely overexposed picture that would've been freaking amazing. scratch that. we are so bright in this picture out of excitement, lack of cheese and because brandon took the wheel with the nikon. we'll darken up by the end of this post.
in so many ways. i swear.
in so many ways. i swear.
sometimes there aren't enough words.
is it uncomfortable that i'm too comfortable with these uncomfortably comfortable mexican men?
is it uncomfortable that i'm too comfortable with these uncomfortably comfortable mexican men?
in conclusion:
priscilla is the best dad on the planet,
shakira makes me howl,
the dirtier the floor tiles, the better the taco,
there are too few sunning hours in one day,
sleeping in is over rated,
giving a mexican man a boki draws a crowd,
speaking in abbrevs saves you time during the day,
any setting is the perfect setting for a dance party,
quiche travels well,
sand tastes like sand,
jellyfish swarm,
diet pepsi tastes best before 8am,
a driver can be compensated with marshmallows on a stick,
playlists from the 90's are a must,
and
besties are the besties.