I haven't posted a picture of my older sister and I ever. At least I don't think so. And since I finally have one, here were are. That's a glass of water in my hand, by the way, but yes, we were on the way to the hotel bar. At 4:30 pm on a Saturday afternoon. Good times.
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The only way this picture could be better is if Gina's long, dark hair was real (sorry, but this is a tell-all blog you know) and if instead of the gray sweater, I had on my lovely, striped, currently-kidnapped pullover fleece.
And I guess I should post a picture of the three sisters, mid-drinking. We've got (left to right) a chocolate martini, red wine, and (for me, of course) a frozen margarita. We must do this more often, ladies.
The only way this picture could be better is if Gina's long, dark hair was real (sorry, but this is a tell-all blog you know) and if instead of the gray sweater, I had on my lovely, striped, currently-kidnapped pullover fleece.
And I guess I should post a picture of the three sisters, mid-drinking. We've got (left to right) a chocolate martini, red wine, and (for me, of course) a frozen margarita. We must do this more often, ladies.
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