This evening I depart for my Fourth of July weekend getaway in Tahoe with nineteen of my closest friends, four of whom I know. But first, we have to make a pit stop. Where you ask? I’ll tell you where. Someplace warm. A place where the beer flows like wine. Where beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I’m talking about a little place called Reno.
Don’t know why, but I’m excited about it.
After a slumber party in The Biggest Little City in the World, our weekend begins. A weekend in which we must evade getting iced, but embrace getting suntans; we must wave our freak flags high and our American flags higher; but most relevantly, we must don outfits consisting entirely of red, white, and/or blue for the following thirty-six to forty-eight hours. It will be a challenge, but in the end it will be rewarding proof of our devotion and pride for the USA.
Here’s what I’m packing:
White Dress: Don’t remember
Red Dress: Urban Outfitters $58 (Not too shabby!)
Sunglasses: Topshop (Hecka days ago)
White Blouse: Mom’s vintage
Red Necklace: Banana Republic (Also hecka days ago)
Shoes: French Sole (Also old…it’s tough to shop when you don’t poop gold bars)
I hope everyone has a festive Fourth of July weekend, and please, BE SAFE! :)