I pulled a Houdini and vanished into the depths of Philadelphia for the weekend. When my family and friends ask me about my travels, I can’t help but giggle and say something along the lines of, ‘yeah, I just hung at my friend’s apartment all weekend and took it easy.’ Because the true story of the weekend is far too ridiculous to try and explain. It seems like some epic journey akin to Lord of the Rings or Conan. Not that Becca and I reenacted Conan the Barbarian or anything, because that certainly didn’t happen.
Anyway, PEX had a Ferris wheel, marching bands, people swinging from the ceiling doing all sorts of amazing things, 3 different spaces with great music, 3 levels of lounge space, ‘private’ black light chill rooms, cocktail waitresses, live painting…. see I told you, it seems like I am making up some sort of elaborate story. (thanks redlite for the first two photos and theresa keil for the 3rd)




My costume worked out magically.
Thank you to EZ, Morgan and the rest of the pirates for hosting us all weekend. You guys are the bees knees. xo
oh and PEX…well, you totally killed it with this one. If any of you kind souls are ever in Rhode Island, make sure you look me up