We’re still in bed, listening to our latest FAVORITE song, here LISTEN, finishing up this post without any idea as to what we should talk about. And so we figured, let’s just talk about how we’ll be in New York in 18 days and counting… and we want to meet you! (well… if you live in New York, duh!)
So, move over Taylor.
No, really, MOVE.
But, back to the point… New York. February 11th to February 18th. Send us an email. Let’s meet. Let’s get ice cream. Let’s go shopping. Let’s take selfies at the top of the Rock together! Let’s be best friends forever! Forever and ever! We promise we’re super fun to hang out with! Please? Please?!
Wait, you don’t want to hang out with us? Wait, we’re coming on too strong? We’re acting a little weird? We’re like totally weird? Um, whatever. Talk to the hand (the only comeback we know). Maybe we’re more like Taylor than we thought…
Ohhh, shade. JK, Tay, we love you! You are the queen, the goddess, the ruler of New York, the ruler of tweenage girls and boys around the world! We bow down. We BOW down.
Now, on to what we’re wearing? We’re having a moment with white… white Adidas. White pants. White shirts. White Donald Duck Vans. It’s clean. It’s simple. It’s easy. It’s almost Spring. So, yeah. White.