Bowling Alleys are Quaint, Jorden is 25 and Other Balderdash
so. we went bowling.
the occassion was jorden's 25th birthday so here he is, footloose and fancy free, with a white russian a la Big Lebowski because a bowling experience is incomplete without one.
not to toot our own horns or anything but sometimes when i talk about my friends i get confused and think i'm talking about celebrities. cause they're the bee's knees.
bowling is super fun, and i'm terrible at it. when it comes to bowling i just don't cut the mustard. but yes, i did wear an inappropriately short romper and yes, i was known to expose my knickers from time to time. luckily they were covered by tights.
took some deadpan bowling portraits.
me. (guess i am incapable of a serious face tho i made everyone else do it)
picturesque wall decor, and our little hippie-corner of the rustic mountain bowling alley.
we had fun. we busted some moves.
every tuesday, dollar bowling until six pm.