Nights to myself mean that I wake up with new skirts. 

Now I just need to find the right red shirt and gold belt and I’ll be wonder woman. Forever.

It may have taken me all day, but I finally have some time to get away from my family and enjoy some quiet time.

Off to wake up my friend so we can spend another morning wasting time and drinking.

Wearing my Spider-man skirt seemed appropriate.

Forever hating being called cute or adorable. I’m not a puppy or 16 anymore. 23 guys.      

I mean, yes, I wore a Batman skirt to work on Friday, but aren’t there other words to describe me?

On a happier note, I stocked up on these and accidently matched my nails to the bag.

Hey. It’s Friday. So why shouldn’t I be able to wear a Batman skirt to work?

I may have backed out of working out with my coworkers so I could go eat more delicious food and drink one of these. 

Not a fan, but we still had to hang out with Justin at work today.

Today was my “adopted” mother’s birthday. Which means that I got to drink cheap wine all evening with my friend and eat delicious food.

Thinking of just stocking up on plain white T’s and doing this to all of the sleeves.