As usual, me and Bretony never have solid plans when we meet up. We kind of just… go with the flow or go on our own little dummy missions. Which is what I love about her. Our night started off with drinks at Applebees in Times Square but neither of us were satisfied with that and wanted more, so we somehow made our way to dinner at Juliet which quickly went from supper to a club. I know a lot of clubs are restaurants by day but I’ve never seen the tranformation happen. It’s smooth! Anyway, all in all, we had a good night filled with shots, lapdances, subway adventures and breaking day after swearing we weren’t going to stay out. Don’t mind our regular ass attire; we had no idea we were going to end up at a club. So long New York.

As always, you can find more on my flickr.

Au revoir, monsieur soleil. Farewell! So long, bye-bye. Sayonara!

young girls envy the life we’re leading
never satisfied with a nice calm evening…

[that striped dress did Lianas ass justice. get it girl! meanwhile im bummin it in jeans. aha!]

[gotta ? rich nitty]

[idk this dude, but every girl was on his shit that night and he was killin' it. had to snap one]

[if you're with us, raise your glasses. if you're not, raise your standards.]

[shinin.]

[caught! textin & shit]

[honey dip gets it in - monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, SATURDAY]

[lol @ me and kelsey rippin' 'unstoppable' and 'every girl']

[and i thought she was the quiet one lol]

[does the blackberry ever leave my left hand? i think not.]

[damn my photography skills are up there! show em how we catch cabs in the city Jenn.]

[*sigh* this pic depresses me. i turned around from it and who do i see staring at me? the ? of my life -see below entry-]

Dear Drizzy,

This relationship is moving too damn fast. I mean, I just got into your music a year ago and as soon as I hold you dear to my heart as my new favorite underground artist, you wanna drop a mixtape that shoots you straight to the top. It was too overwhelming to go from being one of the few to actually know of you to hearing 3 of your songs in a row every friday night on hot97. You started popping up everywhere. All my friends away messages, statuses, ‘every girl’ was rockin in the clubs, I couldn’t escape you. Then you have the fucking nerve to start booking interviews and shit? You’re fuckin smothering me Drake, let me breathe! And how dare you walk in the studio while I’m in there all willy nilly knowing I’ve been obsessing over your music for the past year? I can’t believe you. Then you looked at me with them sad puppy eyes like you expected me to say something knowing damn well I wasn’t prepared to take this big step in our relationship. Of course I was stuck on stupid! You completely caught me off gaurd and I froze. I blew it. But it’s ok, you’ll be back. And next time, there will be no choking.

xoxo,
alexis b.