Hi from me 03
I spent the last four days on a girls trip to Miami. Did we do Miami or did Miami do us? It’s unclear.
I have 2 best friends that I could have a great time with in a cardboard box— surely Miami will be the time of our lives…. But no! Miami threw punches and we did not dodge a single one!
The first night there, as we arrived at dinner, my friend's shoe broke getting out of the Uber. Then, the restaurant we were told to go to was… how can I put this… attached to a Hilton Hotel and therefore unacceptable.
We decided to walk a couple of blocks down the street to find something else. She’s semi-limping in her broken shoe, I have a blister rapidly making itself known on my heel, and it starts raining. No problem! we say.
We take another car to a different restaurant and karma is seemingly on our side. We are the stars of this restaurant. We are singing and playing games. Someone pays for our meal. We are invited onto someone's yacht the next day. Free dessert appears. Allora, this is more like it.
The next morning it’s freezing. Which can’t be right because we’re in Miami?
Something about the combination of wind and overcast while we peered into our bikini-filled suitcases led us to believe we needed to shop our way out of this bad weather. We spent an undisclosed amount of time inside a Nordstrom Rack and an H&M (twice). We almost bought three matching bright-orange fleece zip ups that we liked for reasons I can’t remember now.
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