The one time I wasn’t prepared for everything and anything

When packing for a sleepover I usually tend to bring two fabulous outfit options, a bathing suit, comfy but cute pjs, and all my makeup.
The slumber party I packed for this weekend at my boyfriends house I forgot the only essential regular item that I needed: the bathing suit. And of course we decided since it was such a gorgeous day that we’d skip Ribfest (the event that I packed for) and go to St.Pete beach. We decided this in the car after we were already dressed too, gotta love that spontaneous decision making. So I showed up on the beach wearing a flannel, eyelet dress, and cowgirl boots.
After about ten minutes in the sand I took my flannel off cause it was hot as balls, and put my toes in the water. Freezing water, so I didn’t really mind that I skipped the bikini. We still had a lot of fun, blunts, pbr and iced coffee on the coastline on a beautiful breezy day. But it was hot, take this as a warning Belles, never leave without a bikini ever again. Always pack it in your purse just in case. Even though the water was too cold to swim in, I’d of been a lot cooler and not looked like such an asshole on the beach had I had my swimsuit. Travis was in jeans and went shirtless (ooooh yea lol) but we both still kinda looked like jerks not in appropriate beach attire.







Cocoa Butter Kisses,

About britaknee

I'm Brittany, I love my bbz (James & Cash) clothes, glitter, mud, glitter, PBR, making stuff, and freedom.
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1 Response to The one time I wasn’t prepared for everything and anything

  1. Hello from overseas! This is just what I was thinking of, and you nailed it. Thankyou

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