The most epic girls trip...weekend in Tokyo...all the hashtags...I think I'm still drunk!
10/26/17 A whitey, a Mexi, and a Paki walk into a bar... A few days have passed since we all parted ways and returned to our respective homes, and presumably sobered up. Although, I'm not entirely convinced that my urine isn't still 90% Tito's Vodka! While I like to think that I can be cunning and witty at times, there is absolutely no way in the world that I could (or would even attempt) accurately put to words the epic-ness of the Girls Trip weekend that just occurred. Shenanigans just doesn't seem to do it justice. It's pretty safe to say that we all probably pissed our pants...more than once. We all might need some kind of alcohol treatment, or at least some kind of IV re hydration therapy, don't think we didn't look for one during breakfast one morning! I definitely don't intend to share all of the inside jokes, the laughs, and the inner workings of our girl minds, that make girls trips so sacred. But I will say, that no one is luckier than ...