One evening in May
I knew the photographer of this shot, he didn’t recognize me, I also shoved him out of our way at the check in table because I knew him I had to take my glasses off and go up to him afterward and make him look me in the face before he knew I was Raymi. I liked being incognito a little bit.
I’m drinkin’ all your drinks!
Super packed party, really was a nice time. Congrats Shawny I spot ya in the crowd! Where are the official party pics, on epilogger?
It had everything from massages to a slushy/ice cream truck, bull riding, photobooth, cotton candy, open bar drinks, food, tunes, it was brilliant and housed in the corus dream office facilities (with a slide!) such a great grand brand new venue we had a lot of fun and literally and got to be kids again for a night.
My tights matched my hair, I was a blob from pre-menses and bech was “on hers” and we squabbled all night long like a lesbo couple with all of the bickering and none of the sex. We got cut off at the fox cos we were all crazy yelling and I was like we aren’t drunk we’re just crazy. Casie’s crew of birthday revelers started it though and I think we got lumped in to that, no worries we just went up to her place and continued rollin’ up there.
Baby Jules did us proud on the bull.
So pretty and cute I want a picture with you.
And you too.
When genius nerds rule the world wicked things happen. You know how many people say WE SHOULD GET A SLIDE it takes a true visionary to just go and do it. Props.
Also awesome.
Hiya.
Beautiful roses everywhere it was such a lavish fancy affair very Shawn Hawaii essentially a representation of all the bells and whistles your event could have My Event Suite will help guide you through the stress of and tie up loose ends that go in to event planning, thank god for that. I’m going to use it one day. Mechanical bull? No contest.
Bathroom pics are stupid when you can…
red carpet it up son!
By the time I had the nerve to “consider” riding the bull it was being taken down aw shucks. I was a pussy this night, I’ll admit it. I wasn’t wearing underwear OKAY!
I can’t wait to go more vibrantly red with my tresses next dye.
That is the most dramatic rose I have ever seen. We forgot to do the smell the rose and throw it away dance move.
I threw petals on one of the girls when they were dancing with a guy it wasn’t as romantic as seen on tv cos the petals fall super fast without the aid of slow motion effect.
I love when dj’s lie to you about playing your song then play something a billion times more terrible. Play what the dancers want to hear or risk losing the dancers. Some passive aggressive dance tunes were played.
Went for a bev or two at C’est What since we were in the hood I love that place.
My barrette needed some re-clipping work.
Then the yay crays headed over to the pub. After hearing and reading all about it on Casie‘s blog it was neat to finally go there, it’s a nice little place I like it. Even if they cut us off, or maybe Kerry was lying. I tried to further investigate but they thought I might start a scene (I was too passive to care this evening so that would not have happened) so they formed a human barricade between us girls and the bar staff haha so smart!
Hey Dan!
Gee I wonder why they cut us off!
Jules sneer check, me total phoney, Rebecca, jury’s out okay lets go.
Cute! I was amazed this cake had been untouched and not sat on. Breakfast birthday cake is the best.
This photo probably would have been better without me in it lol.
Balloon head.
Why do I have to be the stupid one. Again. Don’t answer that!
Redemption!
The lights look like tiny little snowglobes.
Happy Birthday Ms. Stewart.
Then sexy business lady had a nice meeting at Mildred’s the next afternoon.
I enjoyed a delicious glass of pop. Poppity pop. I deserve pop. Trying to cut down on pop. One pop a day is not even enough, it’s bad how addicted I am to it now.
Sizzurp.
I look all nakes!
Can you guess why I started wearing my mary jane wedges again?
Have a great Thursday mes amis! (psst blog title is from a Feist song btw)
I’m laughing my way to perfect abs. Hiiiiiii….Byeeeeee.
sped scrolled thru your page w/ bf next to me and he said you’re slutty in a good way. best. compliment.
That’s a degrading compliment to a woman who dresses provocatively and owns it, but thank you.
i also realize it depends on whose mouth it’s coming out of…. he’s polar opposite of misogynist – it was more of an “ah ha” and not a sneering comment. i strive to be as slutty-in-a-good way as possible – fine line, you walk it well. anyway you’re welcome!
I was just making that clear for other people who say that aka other women in a nasty way. It’s uncalled for.
I think I know what her boyfriend means, although he phrased it wrong. Sluttiness implies a chaos, a directionless tornado of lust that is constantly worrying about you thinking she’s hot. Raymi’s sexuality is very focused and confident. I’m completely comfortable hitting on girls (sluts most especially!) but a girl like Raymi is so different. Whether she’s wearing revealing or provocative clothes or not doesn’t matter as much as the way she wears it, the way she owns it. A girl like that is intimidating, in a good way, because she is in the dominant position. You know it’s up to her whether or not she’s interested. A slut is someone going to a company, and company, all companies, and begging for a job. Raymi is like the CEO of the company and she’s saying, here’s what I’ve got, now why should I hire you? I love it and I think a lot of other guys too, but it’s a tough thing to encourage without taking the risk she’ll swing too far in that direction and then she’ll just be your slutty girlfriend. But when done right, you get the best of both world’s, and for my money Raymi’s right in that sweet spot.