It has been an embarrassingly irresponsible/juvenile/lame 24 hours.
Belated Steelers love!
Last night we celebrated my friend Amy's 21st birthday.
I get a lot of flack for my choices, but a romper is very sensible if I do say so myself. Look at the comfort and coverage it provides me in all my antics!
I also had a free flow of movement for my performance of the infamous David Brent Dance. Pretty sure I danced it worse, if possible.
The only boy there was Ryan, who doesn't drink beer, so it was up to us girls to be gross and have a contest.
Causing a scene, clapping our hands, stomping our feet, etc.