Orange Lambo Dreams
January 24, 2012
Annnd, I’m back from Miami.I saw at lot of these.
And these.
All in all, we had a TOTAL BLAST! Like, best time ever. Great hotel. Great food (anyone visiting Miami – go to Sra. Martinez immediately for the most amazing tapas of your life). Wonderful company. I drank 390 pineapple mojitos and I could not be happier for my bestie lady and her wonderful fiance.
I’ve been to Miami before but for some reason, this time around, I felt like I was legit visiting Europe. And not nice, classy Europe – eurotrash Europe. The kind of Europe with Europeans who dress like baby Bulgarian prostitutes and cut in lines. They buy clothes by Guess Marciano and wear heels to the beach with oversize beach bags that look like dead dogs. They go topless when its not ok and their kids wear speedos and pee on the sidewalk. By the end, I wanted to dance to the airport singing Coming to America by Neil Diamond - wearing denim on denim with American flag suspenders.
I’m glad to be home, but missing all the ladies. If anything, it just makes me realize how lucky I am to have such wonderful friends in my life! I can’t wait for the wedding in March. Breakers, here I come!
