I have been a bad girl blogger lately. What can I say, I am new to it and if I am being honest, everyone who reads it knows me and what is happening in my life anyway. But, I digress.
This summer flew by, as it tends to. And instead of writing a novel about how wonderful and amazing it was, I will say that the party my roommates and I threw the last weekend of the official summer season sums it up perfectly.
I mean, what isn’t to love about a cocktail party, in the afternoon? With a make your own mimosa or white whine spritzer bar?
And who doesn’t want to attend a pretentious Summer Soiree where all the food is on skewers? (No one, that’s who)
If you don’t like croquet, we may not longer be friends. (Turns out, I am incredibly good at croquet. Who knew?)
In short, it was everything my summer was. Super fun, over the top and a bit, exhausting, but worth every minute and every dime.