the great escape: take 2

i'm calling it the great escape. something this amazing definitely needs a title.

and i'm also declaring it a tradition. sorry, boys. but your wives will be leaving for at least one weekend each year. we did it last year. we did it last weekend. and we'll do it again.

for the second year in a row, i spent a great weekend escaping with kristen and lindsey, gallavanting all over hollywood.mornings were spent sleeping in.

afternoons were spent soaking in the sun.

evenings were spent curling our hair and applying all sorts of shadows and glosses.

there were manis and pedis, rides around town with the top down on the bimmer {thanks ed!}, lots of shopping bags, songs sung at the top of our lungs, reassuring texts from home, camera flashes, matching outfits and, of course, ice cream.

it may or may not have taken lindsey 20 minutes to figure out how to pump her gas at arco. we definitely got an eyeful of some males in speedos at the pool. i actually taught kristen how to do something with her hair {that was a first...the girl knows hair}. we may or may not have eaten more than we are willing to disclose. kristen was starstruck as we continually passed by cedars-sinai medical center. i was nearly decapitated, more than once, when lindsey put the top down. we were not fooled by the 'women' who helped us at the mac counter. we learned you should always carry a spare elastic in a convertible. and i found it was very fun to be 4-7 inches taller than the other two {it really helped when getting in and out of the back seat}.

and most of all...three girls were relaxed, reenergized and ready to jump back into real life.

and that's what a great escape it all about.