do. wear.

last night we went out for the first time since bringing quinn home.

my mouth has been watering all summer for margaritas, so we headed to dos rios with miss k and mr. t:

mr. t looks nice, but check out the awesome day of the dead style paper-cuts behind him:

the amateur blogger that i am, i didn't get any decent pictures of our awesome meal but here's a crummy picture of our yummy pitcher...
tip: it's way cheaper to order margs by the pitcher if you're with a group. i suppose it's way cheaper to order margs by the pitcher if you're alone, too! ha.

knowing quinn would have to eat at some point, i packed a bottle and crossed my fingers. i was prepared to whip out the boob if i had to, but i was really hoping to avoid all the judgmental glares for seving quinn margarita milk. so i was relieved when she sucked down her very first bottle like a champ!

we talked and laughed for a few hours (one hour devoted to a political rant from mr.arganbright. what? i mean love you and all your fiery political opinions, babe!) and i was headed to bed by nine!
a perfect re-entrance into social life!
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i wore...

dress: old navy
tank: old navy
necklace: way old
flip flops: j.crew

aren't dresses so much better?