girls just wanna have fun

so here in the Dirty T we have to entertain ourselves sometimes. being that we don't smoke. we don't drink. we don't go to parties in order to avoid alcohol and weed, because if there was a guarantee those things wouldn't be involved, we'd go dance our white fannies off! *sighhh* i love a good, clean dance party.
anywho. so like i said we have to find some sort of entertainment. this is what we've done to remain entertained the last few days. feast upon the awesomeness.

it's amy's dress, that girl is tiny.. sick tan line though, #tennisgirlproblems

i know, totes inappropriate. but it's just too funny. (she's turning in her mish papers
in like 4 weeks, she has to get the bad outta her before then!)

channeling Miranda SIngs and a psycho girlfriend

ames in her super chic "detective hat" (her sweet, old gramma got it for her)

selfie. (my "glasses" half my prescription, but flippin cool!)

 so story behind this. it's Sunday night and i'm sitting in my room just pinteresting away my time. and i get this knock at my door. Amy bursts in and yells "presenting the miraculous dancing gypsy, TORIE!" and she comes in with the whole get up on and is dancing and i'm literally on the floor laughing my face off. it was the best.

khalil thought it was 60% hilarious 40% awkward.

this morning my math class got cancelled so Khalil and i went home to veg for two hours before my next class. the girls don't have school on tuesdays and thursdays becoause of tennis so they were just waking up. i'm sitting on the couch watching the Food Network and i hear laughing in Torie's room. i walk in. behold. THE BRA MOBILE! 

it was incredible. and hilarious. the things we do, man. it's a wonder we don't have boyfriends because i'm pretty sure we should have boys at our doorsteps considering how awesome and funny we are. i mean hello? 

and then there's this. my cute little wall of inspiration. it's strange that i finally watched Breakfast at Tiffany's for the first time over Christmas break with Taylor, i've had this frame since way before then. (i really love that movie, makes me want to run away to new york and live on french macaroons and creasants. divine.) my walls were covered in magazine pages at the Hale House. these are some of my favorites that i decided to finally put up on Sunday. cute, fun, and easy.

xo.
-the girl who wants a bf, but mostly only because she wants him to buy her food. yea. she'd like that. a lot.