Life as a freshman has been an insanely crazy-good fiasco thus far.
From dormitory fires to sculpting bongs in art class to finding an incredible other half at a nudist beach
(no we were not naked…we were in fact the only ones fully clothed)….one thing for sure is that this year has been anything but uneventful.
I feel like some sort of pseudo-rockstar with this lifestyle. But hell, it’s fun :)
After all….it’s summer vacation and I’m in the land of hippies and sunshine with an amazing boyfriend, friends and a neurotic family a good 2,000 miles away.
So what else is there to do other than strip to the bare minimums of distressed, acid washed booties, nautical over-sizeds and strappy pumps to prance about the warm, californian streets in?