Sorry Mom, it was with some of my single ladies. But it felt good to have a reason to get dressed up, especially after camp, where it is required to look and feel disgusting, and a week at home sick and reclusive. The fellowship with these ladies made me thankful for this season of my life, where I can get dressed up just for fun, eat a delicious meal at Casa Tina's and not worry about getting cilantro stuck in my teeth, take goofy "modeling" pictures on a windy pier, and finish the evening off with this:
