A Few Pics To Sum Up The Weekend
Halloween & NYC Marathon 2014
This weekend was another one for the books. I witnessed one of my best city friends run her first NYC Marathon, I spent Halloween with some amazing people, and I had the most random/spectacular reunion with my sorority sister Holly. I think it’s safe to say that I wouldn’t trade the last 72 hours for anything.
Thankfully I captured a few great pics of the weekend’s events. And per the usual, I am sharing it ALL with you. If you’re wondering, yes I did FREEZE my tooshie off watching Tracy run, and yes Holly Hart and I closed down a pizza joint, and learned how to make brick oven pizza at 2 AM in New York City. You did not hear wrong… life is random, adventurous, and so damn good.
Happy Monday, Y’all. Here’s To Living For The Next Weekend!
Tracy absolutely KILLED her 1st NYC Marathon. I could not be more proud to be her friend. She trained for months, had a few set backs with injuries, but persevered to cross that finish line in true blogger fashion. Yes of course the author of The Right Shoes Blog was wearing the “Right Shoes” for her biggest run yet. Congrats Tracy! (Pictured below are a few strangers, but they looked cool, right?)
MARY POPPIN’S HALLOWEEN
This year I looked to my Halloween expert, Courtney Long, for a little inspiration. After a few text chains back and forth we settled on an easy and modern Mary Poppins look. I was shocked and excited when two of my other best friends and sorority sisters were dressed as the same thing. It’s true that great minds think alike. From Nasvhille, to Lexington, to NYC, Mary Poppins was a popular lady. And lastly, a shoutout to my gal Alyssa for always challenging me to stay out later than her. You keep me on my toes girl!
+ A SURPRISE MEET UP & PIZZA PARTY
… Last but definitely not least, Holly Hart and I have been reunited, FINALLY. Almost 6 years later, we shared stories and laughed until the lights were shut off and the doors were locked at an Upper East Side Pizza Restaurant. Of course the two of us made a few new friends, and talked our way into learning the restaurant’s tricks to the perfect pizza. You can see that I definitely need a little practice below, but I’m not leaving my career any time soon. For that evening alone, we owned the place and officially learned the true meaning of a New York City pizza. Come back soon Miss Holly!