hallo[week] 2014.

along with sizzler and movies over 90 minutes, camping gives me anxiety. 

don't get me wrong, i LOVE camping. at night, no one can see your imperfections, your messy hair looks good by the light of the fire, whatever makeup you put on has yet to melt mysteriously off your face, and you still [hopefully] have fresh breath. or at least smore's breath. but when you wake up...

like, we've all been there, with the whole morning breath thing. when other people have it, it's refreshing (in the least refreshing way possible) because it's a simple reminder that they're a human too just trying to figure out the ways of this world. and i remind myself that even miranda kerr has got to have bad breath sometimes and that's the only encouragement necessary to wear 'vampire blood' lipstick out of the house. i don't know when this post became a thank-you to miranda kerr, because that is definitely not what i intended. aside from the bad breath, though, camping is pretty great. especially with the coolest tent crew, and a boyfriend that calms you down and puts up with your "shut your mouths dammit" 's when campfire bonding is still going strong at 3 am. 

honestly, i don't know why we are all posed so...platonically. 

but this camping trip was the perfect kick-off to a great halloween week in which mimz and i threw a monster mash party, and spent halloween night grinning and grinding (and sweating and laughing and losing shoes and parts of costumes and et cetera) at a dance party! this may have been our proudest costume year for both mimz and myself - sewing, painting, gluing - and all for under twenty bucks!!
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frankenstina & ... mimi. honestly. you just can't combine mimi and werewolf. try, i dare ya!

fruit are friends, NOT food. 

p.s. nah i take it back she's perfect.