I'm slowly recovering from three days of sun, fun and friends from Folly Beach, SC.
Having never been there, I have to say I've been missing out on a great beach location. Why the hell haven't I made it there sooner? It was any easy trip from Cleveland, a 20 minute drive from the airport and we were at the beach.
Here's a rundown of our weekend:
1 - beach house filled with 18 girls and one hilarious soon to be mother in law
53 - the number of times people tripped walking in the door from the hidden step
48 - number of bottles of water consumed
1- batch of "Skip and Go Naked" otherwise known as Electric lemonade (beer, vodka, lemonade)
8 - cases of beer (or so I think)
6 - pairs of fingerless lace gloves
2- crimpers going nonstop for 3 hours
36 - number of bathing suits worn
2 -bottles of Advil
4 - people who napped or slept outside on the porch
2 - parking tickets
|Unless you want a $250 ticket per person, put the beer in a cup|
|10 am - 5 pm every day|
|Making Skip and Go Naked for lunch|
|Amber - all 80s up|
|Nominating myself for best Tina Turner hair|
|The whole gang - can you stop the prego mother-in-law?|
After our night spent in 1984, we were somehow recognized as we walked through the beach bars the next day in casual gear. "Hey, aren't you guys the 80s bachelorette party from last night?"
How, oh how, could they have recognized us without all the hairspray and fishnets?