Barefoot & Drunk

"I'm sexy and I know it... I work out!"

Press play while you read this blog!

That was the theme of last nights activities for sure. Last night was amazing..up until the end of the night when CK forgot where he parked his car, my feet hurt so bad after a girl stepped on my foot where I now have a bruise and couldn't walk anymore in my heels, and CK then taking a wrong turn off of I5 again getting us somewhat lost. Let's not spit hairs though..crazy shit always ends up happening to me so I've just learned to blog about it and let everyone else get a little giggle from my random ass luck.

My Friday consisted of a fantastic day at work (other than the fact that I was literally STARVING and got a hunger headache earlier in the day to which I thought I was going to vomit but no worries I shook that shit off like a bad pick up line) and then it was time to have a girls night out! My first in Seattle with my new friends and I was ready. My house was prep central with a hangout and pregame before we headed out to downtown Bellevue to dance out asses off.

I of course got excited and had to prep an appetizer & wet bar extravaganza:

Summer sausage, cheese, crackers, and no bake cookies

Drinking something that Amber Rose advertises makes me want to vomit BUT that stuff is sweet and lovely.

Then we had to get ready...what to do first you ask? Make sure we don't look like the Cullen's (I mean I did meet these ladies at the tanning bed) we might be in Washington but until I start sucking blood out of peoples necks, I will be golden.

Whiting out - while FREEZING our asses off.

Love this beauty.

Introducing: Ashley, Jen, and Vanessa

& Me and Sonja

Having a little too much fun on the 405

Techno is Gooood!

Parking garage photo shoot

And this was the last shot of the night I took

So much fun was had! The first stop was Lucky Strike but it was dead so we headed over to Munch Bar and danced our asses off all night. Five hours of straight cardio is what I'd like to call it; I am so sore I could barely get up and down the stairs today.

Now, for the adventure part of the night.... CK and J met up with us at Lucky Strike last night after one of his gigs and partied the rest of the night with us. So when we got ready to go CK & I headed out to find his car - that's when he realized he didn't remember where he parked it. After searching through the parking garage the girls had parked in CK said, "oh it's the other one..." GREAT. By this time my heels were killing me and my foot hurt after some girl stepped on my while I was dancing. I had to take off my shoes (hello dirty hippie from Mississippi moment) and it was freezing. My ass was in a parking garage and outside in downtown Bellevue walking around barefoot. I was throwing a fit...drunk and pissed I was stomping around yelling, "Where is the car?!" Did I mention Bellevue is Huge with 4 different parking garages? Long story short: it took about and hour to find the car, my feet are black and ripped, and our marriage was tested. Never the less we got home "hugged" it out and decided that CK is no longer allowed to park in parking garages.

I'm in love with Seattle and all my beautiful friends that I have made. I expect many more fun nights to be had! Minus the car losing, barefoot hippie walking, and drunk yelling.

Here's the morning after shots of my nasty ass feet and left on makeup face:


GROSS.


I hate getting STAMPED! Give me a damn wrist band.
PS. Those nails are a total Seattle trend that I'm in love with.
 You're welcome in advacne MS CC's.

 
Don't you wish you could wake up to this face. Scary

This light is a lot better.