don't let the sun come out, i'm not ready to go home yet

(Shilla dress, Sportsgirl shag, thrifted panama hat, vintage Dr Martens)

what a weekend! had the best birthday party ever, but unfortunately can't remember half of it. i see photos and i'm like, "where was i??" and "oh, i don't remember this?!" but then there are the moments that i do remember, like that chick with a nipple hanging out, or when she faceplanted the wall...and the dancing dancing dancing, and my girls and the best boyfriend ever, and looking at the clock and realizing it was 3, then 4, then 5, then the sun was up. best birthday, ever.

and to think i was starting to think i was too old for this shit.