"That awkward moment when a Samoan pees on your foot."

Road-trip.

Dance parties in the car.
Mentos gum.

Midnight swimming.

The ocean.
Man from the capitol.

Beach front hotel.

Sushi rolls.
(food poisoning)

Dread-locks.

Wet-suits.

Salt water.

Volkswagen buses.

Surfing.

Tandeming.
Street art.

Denny's.
Hippies.

Sand castles.

Hidden bakery.

San Diego temple.

Barefoot.

Late night talks.

Sunset on the beach.

Walks on the pier.
Sand in the hair.
California.

This Weekend.

B.L.T.

Mulan.

Urban Outfitters (and their ridiculous prices).

Logo designing.

P.F. Changs.

Girls wearing way too little.

Tempe Town Lake.

Tribal bracelets. 

Mustache band-aids. 

Hot showers. 

Yard House.

"Marry solely based on levels of attractiveness."

Golf course star gazing.
Failed paint fights.

RV shows.

Sushi.

Photo booths.

Chinese handcuffs.

Windows down.

Radio up.

Singing under the stars.

Long-winded speakers.

Nerf gun wars.
Skype sessions.
Angry security guards.

Procrastinated homework. 

I stole this style of posting from the lovely Brissa. Because I like it that much.

Hot Air Balloons&Such

So a couple of weekend ago I went to Glendale Glitters with the family I'm living with. Basically there were a ton of hot air balloons lit up and just floating around. It was actually really cool and I loved just being able to walk around and look at them and take pictures. It was magical. Also, I thought it was kinda neat how you weren't able to see the moon at all that night since it was so cloudy but, with a super slow shutter speed and no flash, I was able to pick up its light in some of the pictures.

(Am I the only one that thinks this balloon totally should have been on Tangled?)

Fresh New Face

So I've changed a few things on my blog recently. In case you didn't notice. 

Honest opinions, love it or hate it? Better than the last or no? Do you have any suggestions as to how I can improve my blog? If so, I'd love to hear them! 

In other news, I went hiking this weekend. It was pretty rad. 

(Yes I just used the word "rad.") 

How were your weekends?!

Thank You, Strange Indian Man

Wanna hear a story from my Arizona trip? Sure ya do. It's weird. And let's be honest, who doesn't like weird stories?

So we, (my dad, my cousins, and I), decided we go check out the Tempe Festival of the Arts while we're there. The place was packed with people! And dogs. I think I missed the memo to bring my 50 dogs. Anyway, there were literally hundreds of booths set up displaying artists' paintings, photographs, jewelry, music, you name it, it's there. Oh yeah, also lots of food. Dad and I ate a huge bag of kettle corn by ourselves. Represent. So we're walking around and we start to hear this really pretty but really sad sounding music. Of course we're drawn to the mysterious sound and we stumble upon a booth where these native american guys are playing guitar and wooden flutes. They called themselves Inka Gold. So we sat there for, seriously, like 10 minutes listening to them play. Dad was awestruck but, quite honestly, I felt kinda awkward because one of the guys, 

the one on the left to be exact, kept staring at me. I occupied myself by admiring their assortment of leather bracelets. (I love.) Finally, we moved on to the next booth. Well before we left the festival dad said that he wanted to buy one of the wooden flutes that they had been selling so we weaved our way back through the tents, people, and dogs, and found good ol' Inka Gold. Wouldn't you know that the same guy from before flashed a big smile when he saw us approaching and waved me over. So, I walked over to him.

 "I saw you looking at these bracelets before. You like them don't you?" 

"Yeah," I replied, "they're really cool."

"Well," he said, "pick anyone you like. My gift to you. You are very beautiful."

"Well thank y...wait. What? Really?"

"Yes. Very beautiful. I will give you one. My gift to you."

So, I picked this one:

And he tied it on for me and I thanked him profusely.

The yellow leather bracelet. Not the colorful one, my little sister gave me the colorful one. Anyway, I love it. And it was super super nice but very....unusual. Thank you, strange Indian man. Thank you for your generosity and your kind words. Thank you for my new favorite accessory and a blog worthy story.