Happy 21st you. I wish you lots of goodness today, most espcially your own naked girl eiffel tower. Drink lots of booze in my memory.

A clothed Carly will have to substitute

Good luck retaining your good looks and not going bald during the next 21.

Wish I was there. These pants will stay tight for a long time comin’.

love,
kari

I baby-sat Saturday afternoon. Stole some triple A batteries from James (he’s 6, doesn’t need ‘em) and found the parents’ liquor cabinet. I should try to take a picture of it because it’s totally expansive. I would drink a lot too if I were them.
There’s some upsetting stuff happening back home, so I went out that night with my best friends to get my mind focused on other things (re: beer). Went to a dance party at Kingman and saw lots of good folks, but I didn’t manage to get too many pictures of them because my motor skills were stunted. Happy Sunday, everyone.

Step 1: admitting you have a problem

Courtney’s first night out in a whiiiile because she’s been sick

Rebecca’s beer-stache

byob

Later I saw the DJ wearing Becca’s glasses

Listening to J.Wex’s band play a Peach’s cover (hells yes)

I beer-tapped Courtney, sucker

Posin’

Shannon and Courtney

These kids always make me happy

Home love

Free pile jacket and gangsta skillz

Round 2 with Katherine and Mike Wong

A little higher

On their way to a different party, but I bailed to go home and eat curly fries

Noah Pretentious milking a coconut

I found this passion flower this morning when I woke up

xo,
kari