so yesterday i went out for my old roomies bday followed by a girls night out. i had to wear something casual enough for a birthday dinner in park slope with friends, but that would transition well to night for an evening with the girls (with no idea where we would end up).

my clothes were fine and practical, but i decided on wearing my new (heel) shoes. this might be the dumbest decision i've made all month. i felt like such a moron. not to mention i was in pain. i probably walked the equivalent of 3 or 4 miles in the shoes. it sucked. but my friend said, "at least they look cute". i guess they weren't shitting around when they coined the phrase "pain is beauty".
anyway, after a wonderful dinner with friends in park slope, we headed back to t&j's apt for some hanging out. i didn't stay long since i had made plans with other friends for a girls night out. we started out at a house party in my friend's apt building and moved on across the street to ava lounge. ended up hanging out with another friend afterward and before i knew it was 5am.

so needless to say i spent most of the day napping. i love weekends.