teach me how to dougie

if i think really hard, i have this memory of my childhood friends in my basement. we were dancing to some madonna song, my memory fails me, with ice-cream sugar cones taped to our chest in an attempt to replicate her coned bustier. (remember that one?) embarrassing? yes. but more than that a sweet sweet memory of having fun with reckless abandon. not the kind of fun that makes you sick and regretful in the morning, but the kind of fun that i wish more people would let themselves have.

these girls; holly, claire, elizabeth, gabby, and olivia gave me some life. lately i'm caught up in diapers, discipline, lullabies, laundry, and well, life. don't get me wrong, it's good stuff! but, every once in a while it sure is good to dance like a moron and laugh with the others that are doing it right along side.

for holly's birthday all she wanted was a photo shoot with her girls. we did it right with hair, makeup, snacks, music, and in the end great photos! i adore holly and her sweet mama, mary. and now i love her friends!














their stylists fixing fly-aways- love it

























can't you just hear holly? whoa whoa whoa, MOM!






the other fun part was that two of my very best friends, natalie and becky, were there. thanks becky, for teaching us how to dougie......