My Weekend According to My iPhone
I love a theme party. If I could, I would probably attend one every month. I have more "dress up" clothes now than I did as a kid. In fact, if you looked in the trunk of my car right now you'd find an afro wig. That's normal, right?
This weekend Mr. G and I turned our backs on Cinco de Mayo for a more dignified Derby party because I've always wanted to be a southern racist with big hair, big hats and an even bigger bank account. I was disappointed that I didn't get to try a mint julep, but there's always next year.
We also kept the celebration going with a surprise brunch in honor of Simone's 30th birthday. Just another excuse for bottomless mimosas with friends!