Pineapple Dole Whip!

This last weekend I went to stay with Heather out in Palm Desert (per usual) and it was hot (per usual!). Summer has definitely started out in the desert. Both Saturday and Sunday were 104° yet it felt like 120°. On Sunday we went to the last Vintage Market of the season over in Palm Springs, and we slacked and didn’t get there until 10:30am when it was already around 95°. We browsed the flea market faster than we ever have because we felt like dying. When we were done we headed to downtown just to get pineapple Dole Whip from Lappert’s Ice Cream. We had been talking about getting this all weekend. Have you ever had the Dole Whip from Disneyland? It is the place by the Tiki Room that has the longest line? IT IS THE SAME STUFF! I probably could have eaten an entire pint by myself, but we were good and got smalls. It was the perfect thing to cool us down.

Aside from the Dole Whip, I was super excited to wear this outfit! These are now my fourth pair of high waist denim shorts from Topshop, the “Mom” shorts I have mentioned before (all of which I have bought on sale). I just couldn’t help it with the cute little embroidered flowers! I love that the embroidery isn’t too loud on these. When I originally planned this outfit I wasn’t sure what top I wanted to wear and I was in a rush so I just grabbed this sleeveless button-up from Target. It ended up working quite nicely, besides I love mixing stripes and floral prints. I first tried to easy-tuck the front but that just looked weird, so I tied it instead. It ended up perfect! Find the shorts by Topshop from Nordstrom here, a couple similar tanks from Target are linked here and here, and the sunglasses are BP from Nordstrom linked here! Enjoy and happy Tuesday!

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A Tragic Short- Creepin

Here’s to the guy who tried so hard to dance with my roomie when we went to down town Fullerton for her birthday the other Saturday. I am not a fan of down town Fullerton and this weekend did not convince me otherwise, but there was some good entertainment. There we were in bar, and us girls, the usual Fab Five plus a couple more, were dancing on the dance floor while the boyfriends were posted up at the bar keeping an eye on us. As I was looking back from checking where the boys were, I saw him. He was dancing alone, which I guess wouldn’t be so weird except for the fact that he was really alone. He was just grooving all by himself with his long, greasy hair, leather jacket, harem pants, and combat boots. It was quite the ensemble. I noticed this guy getting closer and closer to my roomie, who was pretty tipsy by this point. We could all tell that he wanted to dance with her, but she kept putting her back to him because even slightly intoxicated, her inhibitions told her that this guy was weird. She made it obvious she didn’t want to dance.
Finally this guy got brave and got in front of my roomie. She didn’t know what to do with this confrontation so she kept dancing. Suddenly he picked her up, put her legs around him, and bent her over and started grinding, conveniently holding her up with his hands under her butt. None of us knew what to do so we just stared. He brought her back up and she looked so shocked and we all started laughing. T being her usual self, pulls her phone out and asked him if he could do it again. With no hesitation he grabs my roomie again and picks her up while T snaps pictures. It had to be the funniest and boldest thing we had seen. We promptly left soon after that leaving the guy behind wondering what he did wrong.

He moved so fast that these were the only pictures we got…

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