Ahhh. It's springtime. Not to get all Dear Diary on you, but it IS kind of a time to start over. It's a seasonal mulligan, if you will. I don't know about you but when it starts getting warm out, but I start working out more (those new Eres bikinis are TINY), spending much more time outside, and I make tons of plans for the summer to come.
It's been a funny week...it began with me stressed (about things that I couldn't change and the people around me who refuse to change) and it's ending with me laying here in the sun all blissed out. I've been looking so hard for something and - as always - it was right in front of my face the whole time. That's what I love about summertime...always full of fun little surprises.
Here are the three things that I am most looking forward to this spring:
Put on a big ass hat, drink some Bourbon, and bet on the ponies.
Bon Jovi + Giants Stadium = Hell Yes.
I have an embarrassing amount of sundresses. I. LOVE. THEM. This red Rebecca Taylor is about to become the newest member of the family.
Just a quick side note: Sex on Fire by Kings of Leon. Download it. It has officially become my springtime anthem. It is very...fitting.