What is it about spring break that makes you want to away to a trashy bar in a tropical locale and flash someone while screaming "SPRING BREAAAAK!!!!"?
I swear last year, my non-Greek friend from high school, The Rich Bitch, took us to her family's vacation home in the Hamptons for Spring Break and despite the luxury and free alcohol... it was not spring break done right. You can't exactly do belly shots on someone's chaise longue. And the cabana boy imported from South America is tackily out of place.
This year we're doing spring break right.
It was gloriously sunny all day when we did the beach thing, attracting lots of hotties while laying out with cocktails. This was all followed up by a wet t-shirt contest. And now we're all getting ready to go out to hit up the bars.
More updates as they come...
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