Hi there, ho there. If all has gone to plan, I am currently boarding an airplane to New York City to go have 4 days of pure love with my Blog Land bestie, Erin. If you aren't entirely sick of how excited both of us are about this (I would be.) I'm sure you will be very soon if you are following either of us on Twitter and/or Instagram.
Moving right along, today is the day we all get to chat about what we see when we think about growing up.
When I grow up...
I'll have the most fabulous wine cellar full of fancy wines I'll most likely pass up for the cardboard box inside of my fancy fridge.
Which will look something like this:
The ceiling of my bedroom will resemble something out of Cinderella's castle.
Which means I will have a very tolerable man friend and/or husband who will resemble Adam Levine.
He will enjoy cooking for me in the buff and drinking boxed wine with me in our fabulous bathtub.
We will live a lovely, child-free life with many puppies.
I will play dress up on the regular and wear things like this to go grocery shopping.
And wear shoes like this just because.
I will have the same amazing friends I have now and we will be even more fabulous than we are now. If that's even possible.
I will always (continue) to have this mindset.
I'll always be a fan of the Disney Channel.
And Miley/Hannah/Draco Malfoy.
Whatever "it" is.
And now I'm off to go play in my favorite city with one of my most favorite people.
Go link up!
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