
First of all, let me start by saying this last weekend was totally unexpected and crazy. I worked really hard at planning a Summer party for my office at a Salt Lake Bee's game (baseball). We had about 70 people in a suite and tons of food and drinks. I had been stressing for WEEKS about this party but it turned out really fun. Everyone told me how much they enjoyed everything. The best part of the night had to be that Stevie (from Cali) suprised me that night by flying into Salt Lake City! I have been friends with Stevie since I was 15 and working at Hollister. Anyways, he came to the game with me and Hillary but it took a little effort to convince him to go to a "Sex In The City" party after the game was over. One of my dad's silly friends Lyle was having the party and then we all went to the movie at 9:15. It was SO much fun. We couldnt stop taking funny pictures. There are a couple of my dad's friends that are honestly some of the nicest/funniest people to be around. They just have so much positive energy it makes anything enjoyable.

This guy's name is George. He is probably the most beautiful man I've ever seen in person. Hillary and I met him at the party and we are now both in love with him. haha too bad all the best looking men are gay...

One word for this picture...Classic. This is me and Hillary with David Johansen before the movie started. Hillary and I both have problems with men but seem to really enjoy kissing a gay man because they dont try kissing back. It's one of our many issues in life.
Another great part of the weekend was going to Park City with Stevie and just walking up and down mainstreet looking at the shops, trying on designer sunglasses (that'll never be affordable), and eating Italian gelato. I also attempted to go back blonde......I am now somewhat orange. It'll take a couple times at the salon before my hair is back to normal but I definitly cried about it alot. In fact, I got pulled over and the cop thought I was crying about getting a ticket but I had just left the salon and I was crying about my hair. Needless to say, he only gave me a warning so I guess crying actually does work if your trying to get out of a traffic ticket. That's one bonus of having orange hair...all I have to do is look at myself in the mirror and I can cry on command. I don't really plan on taking any pictures any time soon so sorry if my blog is picture-less for awhile. I don't wanna document this look i've currently got going on. I don't think orange will ever be the new blonde.
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