New Years Eve turned out to be more terrifying than magical, but only to the outsider looking in. To us, we felt that our imaginary party surpassed magical. We all got pretend wasted and fake made out with one another at midnight. If it had been real, we would all still be on bed rest with mono. Yeah. And of course there was that game of musical underwears.
Becca wrote about the LaLaBec NYE Bash! It was our party and we made out if we (I) wanted to....
Wonder what your boss would say about these shenanigans. Or perhaps he was there?…
I’d like to know too. Her boss is a trip, right?
Maybe he has his own thinking crown.
(he does)
Freaking awesome. Glad I got the (food) party started
Good for you my sweet. Good for you. Let go of that fear. It kills us inside. Makes us afraid to live and connect. I’m happy for you. <3
I swear to you, I have that exact same tiarra.
LOL. Love the video.