this girl loves a par-tay. parties? not so much. but a, par-tay? yes, please. give me a pair of glitzy heels, a short dress and a reason to celebrate and i am all over it. this weekend, i had a huge reason to kick up my heels--it was my dad's 60th and we threw him a fantastical, bedazzled surprise party complete with friends, family, amazing food and enough balloons to make the kid from, Up, jealous.
a surprise party is no small effort. especially when you're trying to pull one over on the world's most perceptive man. it took months of planning and a few white lies but the look on his face when he walked through the door, made it all worth while. happy birthday daddy-o...and many, many more.
a surprise party is no small effort. especially when you're trying to pull one over on the world's most perceptive man. it took months of planning and a few white lies but the look on his face when he walked through the door, made it all worth while. happy birthday daddy-o...and many, many more.
my super fun manicure
