Ladies and...well let's be honest, ladies.
Your eyes are currently feasting on what I believe to be the ultimate girlie outfit.
An outfit positively destined for my inevitable date with Derek Jeter.
He might even become so overwhelmed with the simple sight of me that he might propose marriage to me right there in the helicopter he picked me up in.
Who's to say?
So, for my weekend I decide to fly to Florida for an impromptu visit.
Because everyone knows Florida is lovely this time of year, obviously.
I go for the usual reasons.
A little rest, relaxation from all the pencils I've been pushing lately.
I'm rather careless with my packing and just throw some things together.
Afterall, I won't be seeing anyone I know there..............
Unless, of course, I just happen to run into the Cuban-American hearthrob who burns up dance floors in his wake, a.k.a. Pitbull.
Which I do!
And I would be enjoying a relaxing spa treatment at the hotel if I weren't instead invited to and subsequently breaking it down at a Miami club with said hearthrob.
Which I am!
Great night, right?
It gets better.
I am too busy showing off some sweet moves to "Baby got back" that I don't notice my dance partner has left.
Before I know it, I am tapped on the shoulder and when I turn around Pitbull tells me he has a friend he wants to introduce me to.
Enter:
To say that it was love at first sight might be an understatement.
Which I do!
And I would be enjoying a relaxing spa treatment at the hotel if I weren't instead invited to and subsequently breaking it down at a Miami club with said hearthrob.
Which I am!
Great night, right?
It gets better.
I am too busy showing off some sweet moves to "Baby got back" that I don't notice my dance partner has left.
Before I know it, I am tapped on the shoulder and when I turn around Pitbull tells me he has a friend he wants to introduce me to.
Enter:
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I mean, it was like genetic.........................I mean, chemical. (Something Borrowed, anyone, anyone?)
As we are flying off in his private helicopter he leans over and says, "You look beautiful."
I just smile and say,
"Oh, this. I just threw it on."
xoxoxoxoxox
Oh my gosh freakin stop it!!! I would absolutely be borrowing that!! I would do bad things to get those shoes and coat! I would only hope you would turn to Pitbull after you met Derek and said "this is my friend Taylor" ;)
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