so the best part about being out on the prowl in Hometown is that everyone already knows what a hot mess you are.
no questions asked.
no explanations needed.
no apologies necessary.
note: when i say you, just know that i really am actually referring to me. unless you're a hot mess too. in which case, let's go out.
it's impossible to prowl properly when there are boys in your group.
there. i said it. sorry boys.
but having said that, sometimes it's nice to be able to go out with a group of friends - boys & girls - and just have a good time together.
that's what friends are for, right?
so what if it doesn't result in a laundry-list of random phone numbers and names you'll never remember. or a night of endless free drinks and unlimited flirting. or a regretful one-night-stand.
when I'm in Hometown, those nights usually result in a grown-up slumber party with BFF.
slumber parties entail:
so. much. drinking wine in bed.
so. much. laughing.
so. much. talking about boys.
so. much. memory lane.
so. much. girl time.
sometimes the best part about being single & fabulous is having someone to share it with.
so. thanks, BFF.
