Let me begin this post by saying that I really didn't want to share these photos with ya'll because looking at them makes me a bit nauseous. Allow me to explain. These are some very silly photos. However, they come from a day during which I accidentally made some very poor choices.
These photos were taken at a festival a week or so ago. Now, I thought that it was a sausage fest (yes, sausage fest… go ahead and snigger if you will) and I had planned to eat, maybe go on a ride, play a game and call it a day. However, it was a wine fest. And not just any wine fest. It was a wine fest where a "glass" of wine was equal to half a litre.
Ok, not so big a deal. I figured I'd have one "glass," eat some food, maybe go on a ride, play a game and call it a day, but somehow that is not how the day went (though SB did win me a sparkly bracelet, a glittery butterfly, and a rubber skeleton in a shooting game).
Suffice it to say that I somehow managed to consume over a litre of wine, among other things. I spent roughly an hour trying to speak a combination of French and Italian to a German man and then proceeded to give Soldier Boy a rundown on the history of Chicago gangsters, going as far as to tell him that Al Capone was my spirit guide and said that I should not need to walk to the train station, but that I should be carried (and he has a recording to prove it).
Oh well… at least my hair looked PDA (which I just decided stands for Pretty Damn Amazing) all day. Saw some epic festival fashion, too (see below)!
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