Now, if this fiesta doesnt scream slumber-party-animals, then I don't know what does! That blonde chick standing next to me in that photo up there, yeah thats my sister. She basically rocked my socks with this party. We had a meet up at her abode complete with margs and tiny taco appetizers! She then shuttled the gang in our parents minivan (a.k.a. the loser cruiser but hello,we rocked it) to a fabu Mexi restaurant called Mucho Taco & Tequila. Love. When it was time to move on to the next set of festivities we walked out to get the car (which was parked super legally) but no bueno since it had been raptured! Woah, 9 girls, 1 missing car, and a slough of margaritas patiently waiting for us back at the party pad. We hailed a cab-yet another van-and made our way back which is when we found out that a perturbed resident who had apparently had a bad day called to have our mini-van towed. Sad. The party must go on! Snacking, margarita sipping, photobooth dominating, pretty lingerie unpacking, and crazy dance parties encompassed the rest of the evening. The next morning was gladly ushered in for it had pancakes, eggs, and of course dunkin donuts waiting for us. Perfection to say the least.
Get down with your baaaad self!
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