2 Posts in 1 Day: Because I Can

I just got back from a night out at Dave & Busters with my friends and decided that I wanted to do a Throwback Thursday post since I've been MIA for the last few Thursdays.

Obviously, given that I'm leaving on the annual Girl's Cruise to Mexico tomorrow morning, I want to throwback to last year's cruise. (Which happened on this same exact weekend.)

We all had shirts made with the completely unoriginal "Wolf Pack" declaration on the front. And yes, we howled. A LOT!

In fact, we didn't even leave the port before people started to learn our names. When I headed toward my room after the safety instructions, someone said hello to me by name! It was crazy. 

People video taped us on deck and one group even asked to take their picture with us at dinner. I kind of got an idea of what it was like to be a celebrity on that trip.

Here we are a year later heading back to the same ship that hopefully has the same crew. I'm sure they would be happy to see us.

For dinner we attempted to do a theme night, but some girls were poor sports and didn't want to partake in our craziness. (AKA. Nina on the far right.) This year we're planning an 80's night and honestly? I don't think the ship is ready for my outfit's debut. I'm not sure that I'm even ready.

All in all, 14 women had the time of their lives drinking like fish, losing their voices, and making bad choices. Not really, but it rhymed so we'll go with it.
This year, 16 women are about to repeat the process.

Carnival Cruise line, I sure hope you're ready for us.

Pretty in Yellow

I'm going to a wedding in France this summer and I can't decide what to wear. 

My dad isn't clear on the dress code and my only contact is a boy cousin who doesn't understand. (And not just because my french is a bit rusty)

I think I've decided on what to wear though.

A cute yellow, lace sundress that I wore to a wedding last summer.

I think it's adorable, but I've heard that some European weddings are extremely formal... As in, dig through my closet and break out the floor-length gowns type of formal.

Who knows...

Certainly not my dad.

At any rate, here are the rest of the pictures of my friend's and I causing shenanigan's at the wedding.

P.S. They had a photo booth!! I think we definitely went a little overboard with the accessories...

Sadly, it wasn't exactly a "happily ever after" ending for the two of them, but at least they had a lovely wedding...

I wish them all the best.

Throwback Thursday, Part 7

Last year was great. All of my friends were finally 21 and we partied like it was everyone's birthday, all the time. 

We never really needed a reason to throw a party, but every party always had a theme. 

Why? Because it's better that way.

The craziest party that we threw last year had to be the Jersey Shore Party. I've never really liked the show, but I definitely enjoyed dressing the part.

Okay, that's a lie. I changed into reindeer jammies the second we arrived.

This was also the night that my first-ever "duck face" was documented. Truth be told, I'm not sure I've taken another one since.

I'm pretty sure that my sister picked up my slack in the dress up department. Her "poof" was ridiculous!

As with most crazy parties, the night didn't end exactly the way we had planned.
There was a lot of crying, some screaming, and I'm pretty sure an ambulance was called at some point. Thankfully, the camera wasn't around to document our night going downhill.
My advice? You don't have to drink to have fun and if you do drink, moderation is key.

San Diego Shenanigan's

Saturday was amazing. Better than amazing.

A large group of us headed down to San Diego's Gaslamp district to celebrate two of our friend's birthdays.
I almost didn't go, but rallied at the last minute and I couldn't be happier that I did.

Since there were so many of us going and staying the night we decided that we should live it up and stay in a penthouse for the night at The Keating.

 Our view was almost as amazing as the trip itself...

We enjoyed ourselves for a bit in the room, but when the sun disappeared we did the same.

And I cannot even begin to explain what happened once we returned back to the room at the end of the night. Oh, wait. I can explain it in one word: SHENANIGAN'S.