flip flops seriously suck. i don't like them at all, they're so impractical and definitely not airplane safe. the only thing i will give them is that they're convenient. i like sneakers, and i like the word sneakers it's funny. they're basically the opposite though, very practical but not so convenient because they require you to find socks to wear, i prefer not matching which saves some search time even though my mom hates it. now, i have never been a fan of wearing shoes with no socks, never ever. BUT. i have been trying it out these last couple days when i needed to just slip something on real quick and it's actually not too bad! where is this all leading to you wonder.. well, the perfect in between shoe. the... SANDAL!! doesn't require socks, although if you want to look extra cool feel free to join the dad fad and throw a pair on, but also it's practical! ideally i want some tevas, with a lizard print probably. everytime i see my mom i give her a new reason why i should have them, i think she finally cracked cause there are a LOT of things. i like to be prepared, if you don't believe me check out the back of my car sometime. these shoes will have me prepared.
i want:
tevas
a subaru outback
a husky/wolf dog
and after my failed attempt at hiking the Y i don't think working at Zions is such a good idea anymore... so how about being a tour guide at topaz mountain?
the other night i was hit by a way delayed sugar rush. source- cotton candy. i decided to release the energy with a night bike ride. i grabbed my ipod, put it on the only thing that i have been listening for the past month, any guesses?
no doubt
gwen stefani
check out those abs.
im not really sure how it escalated into what it became but gradually the volume went up, and as the beautiful music sunk into my soul the dancing went up as well. i perfected this no handed windmill arms swerving bike move, but something tells me i could only perform it in that cotton candy sugar gwen crazed state, i was feeling 'hella good'. i only got honked at once the whole time, and after taking note of my vulnerability being 'just a girl' on a bike at night and the people honking were in a huge red truck i held back an angry slur of whatever i yell, took gwens advice, and kept on dancin
