In no order of course.
All Points West Weekend = Sneaker Destruction.
For the first time in Happy Ending history, I was not the drunkest.
Employee retreat. Two words that will forever taint my future.
The most fun I had in a bathroom without drugs.
The start of a beautiful relationship.
A bottle like that is guaranteed alcohol poisoning - trust me.
I actually recorded for an album. Something I can cross off my list.
Scandalous in front the Water Gate Hotel.
It was awesome having a huge dick.
I am the best chicken dancer in all history.
Where the fuck did that skateboard go?
Party photographers always snap at my legs. Why? Because they're perverts, that's why!
I can't believe someone stole that deck!!
I met some of the faces of streetcarnage. We share a love for free booze. And urinating in public.
I still can't believe I went once to the beach, and was harassed.
I swear I am the best aunt ever. Who else lets her watch True Life.
Free booze in exchange for good looks. Thanks Nikki Beach!!
Yeah, I forgot to mention. Half of summer I spent wearing this space boot.
Memories of a week long stoner fest.
Fourth of July. Best view ever. Best pot smoked. Best Jager shots taken. Best night not remembered.
I like to dance and wear short things. Sue me.
Two year anniversary with a blind pup named Miles.
Fleet week signals the start of summer.
There are a ton more. But they are never appropriate.