|Easter Cake Pops with my friend Chrysty!|
I give to you...musings, observations, and downright dirty, angry bitchfest rants about Disneyland.
1. I would kill myself if I had to be part of a bachelorette party at Disneyland. Here's the deal, folks. I wouldn't care if I had to go with a bunch of broads for the day, just relaxed and chill. The issue I have is with these fucking hideous custom shirts that the entire bridal party is forced to wear. I passed a big ol' bridal party by Pirates of the Caribbean with tank tops that read "Bride's Entourage." Ew fucking ew. First of all, I would never wear anything that made me part of an "entourage." I am no one's entourage. Fuck that. Secondly, they all looked miserable, following behind the bride that had the prerequisite satin sash and stupid headband with veil. Disneyland is hard enough to navigate with 3 people...everyone wants to do different things, it can get dicey trying to balance priorities and fit everything in. So imagine the shitshow that would occur with like, 7 women and a bride that thinks she's a damn princess, all running around the park in matching shirts, hating life. Ugh. No thanks. If you're going to get married, please, please, please don't ever do this to your bridal party.
|Really love how this photo turned out.|
3. I love giving dirty looks to kids doing things they shouldn't be doing. I mean, if their parents aren't paying attention enough to discipline them properly, you had better believe I'm gonna break out a sinister side-eye like these little brats have never seen. I made one kid shrink into himself and turn away after one of my famous glares. If your kid is climbing on the railing and bumping into people in the queue...if they are throwing a tantrum and they are WAY too old to being doing so...if they are walking inside a FENCED AREA that is landscaped and not meant to be their own personal picnic area...I will side-eye the shit outta them. And I'm not sorry. Keep your kids in check, and be respectful of the parks.
|Highlight: Free Dole Whip! Finally!|