Going Out

I love going out. I think the best part is preparation.

I love dancing around to music while doing my hair and makeup. I love trying on clothes (this is a much more pleasant experience when I'm lighter) and thinking of outfits. I love the anticipation that the preparation brings...I'll meet a cute guy or two...have a drinky drink...laugh with my girlfriends...hopefully cut a rug and sweat out my hair, somehow get home and collapse on my bed.

Sometimes all of my hopes are met. Sometimes just one out of the many. That's why preparation is always the funnest part and a guaranteed good time for me. Right now I'm waiting for my nails to dry. Hope I'm not messing them up as I type this...

So I twisted my hair this morning before I went to the gym and will wear a twist-out tonight. Hopefully it will come out ok, but I never know with my hair :( But I've been learning how to rock my hair and pull off acceptable hairstyles when my hair is being its most difficult, so I'm not too worried. If worse comes to worse I'll always have my trusty puff :)

Think I'm going to take a nap before Saturday night preparation begins...