Homecoming Fancy Shmancy

I am so blessed to have the two best friends in the world, Rebecca and Jordan. For Homecoming weekend, they both slept over at my house so we could get ready together for the big night. We had so many laughs. 

My beautiful, talented sister in law, Katie, came to take pictures of us. I don't even need to say that she did an incredible job. The pictures speak for themselves. 

We love each other. 

This is our album cover. 

Cliche tree pic hahaha

Jordan is a goddess.

My dress is from Modcloth and my shoes are from Seychelles. 

Becky is a Venezuelan paegant queen. 

They love to love on me. 

I'm blessed. 

The lovely miss Casie.

We rode on a carousel in the mall. We're seniors in high school. That's right. 

Rebecca on the guys' side of the table. I had the best looking date by far. 

Funny story- There were 10 people total in the group, so we sat at a long skinny table in the restaurant. The table was split directly in half, conversation wise. One half of the table was talking about politics  and world peace and other boring, mature stuff like that. The other half was being immature and hilarious and awesome. Guess which side I was on? If you guessed the fun side, you would be correct. 

P.S. Here was the set up from our two night sleepover. They're crazy. 

Texas is Weird

That's right. I said it. Texas is weird. But I love it. I love this weirdness. If you ever happen to live in Texas, you will see the weirdness during a magical time called Homecoming. But I will explain that soon enough. 

Last week was the beloved Homecoming week! The theme of our dance was 50's, so the spirit days were decades counting down to the 50's. So fun.

80's workout day! But I couldn't find anything to wear... Rebecca had enough spirit for the both of us. 

We have a... strange friendship

70's disco day AKA OUR FAVORITE DAY EVER

We're mad for the 70s. 

Check out those genuine platform shoes. I'm just not entirely sure where my family got these but I found them in my house nontheless. 

60's hippie day. Easiest day for me to dress for because most of my clothes qualify as hippie. 

 I was sick for 50's day which is super sad because I had an amazing outfit planned. 

So here's what's weird about Texas....

MUMS. 

Those giant sparkly things dangling from our necks? Those are mums. 

Traditionally, you exchange mum and garter with your date. Garters are like mini mums that guys wear on their arms. I was asked to homecoming but the plans fell through so I ended up flying solo. Most senior girls get mums even if they don't have dates. Becuase you just have to have a mum if you go to high school in Texas. 

To people who are from other states- I know this is the weirdest thing ever. You probably won't understand it, or just think it's flat out stupid. But us true Texans love them! 

They really don't have a purpose. They're just because. 

life's too short to even care at all

I'm losin my mind, losin my mind, losin control..

If you don't know these song lyrics, you're missing out. The song is Cough Syrup by Young the Giant. Speaking of Young the Giant..... I SAW THEM IN CONCERT LAST WEEKEND. Along with Kings of Leon! AHHHH. I'm such a concert junkie. And these are two of my favorite bands. You know how it can be scary to see one of your favorite artists live in fear that they won't be as good as they are recorded? That wasn't a problem at all. They were both incredible! The singers both sounded exactly the same if not better live! And KONGOS opened for them; they were even better live than they are recorded! It was such a freakin amazing concert. The tour is still going on, so PLEASE go see them if they are coming to your town! You will not regret it!! 

BIG shoutout to my crazy friend Anna for taking me and giving me the ticket for free! 

Young the Giant

The lights were incredible

Kings of Leon asked us to hold up our phones. It might be cheesy... But it was magical. It felt like the whole crowd was united by the music. Music is amazing, isn't it?

I just had to buy one of Young the Giant's Mind Over Matter tour shirts. 

Here is me modeling the shirt at school. I'm a model. 

P.S. I went to our dear friend Kari's wedding last weekend. 

SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAROID PICTURE, HEY YA. The sister of the bride and I were all too willing to pose for the Polaroid. 

I CAUGHT THE BOUQUET. I'm the master. I guess that means I'm the next to get married... Husband, where you at??