Never happening. I’m far too full of myself to ever go anywhere. BUT i am in Florida. If you haven’t been following my Instagram story, I’m currently running a fever, on my tropical beach trip and it’s a drag.
Florida is weird place. Lovely beaches but the decor is legit from the 80s and people smoke inside at some places. It’s weird.
Here are some pics of me before I got sick (p.s. hope it’s not Zika):
here i am floating inside of a doughnut which seems oddly fitting, you know?