This was originally posted by Jenni, but I liked the idea so much, I decided to create one of my own.
You should do one too!
The perfect outfit: That's an easy one -- a frock (like this one, perhaps), a pair of cute and comfy Dr. Scholl sandals (maybe like these) and your favorite piece of jewelry. Classic and cute. What more could you ask for?
The perfect meal: This one's a little tougher. Right now, my perfect meal would be huevos rancheros, a plate of chilled mangoes, peaches and raspberries and a tall sweet tea with lime.
The perfect hangover cure: Scrambled eggs, hash browns, onions, green peppers, tomatoes, mushrooms and cheese. Mix 'em all together in a bowl. Add liberal amounts of black pepper, ketchup and maple syrup (I know, but trust me on this one) and serve with a frosty Cherry Coke. It'll fix your hangover right up....or cause your gastrointestinal system to explode in a fury not seen since Pompeii.
The perfect road trip: The only road trip I've ever taken was when Dan and I drove up from Orlando to Philadelphia. A straight shot up I-95, it wasn't particularly scenic but we had a great time.
The perfect facial feature: An genuine smile.
The perfect drink: A decaf skinny vanilla latte (no ice), Cherry Coke Zero or peach mango iced tea.
The perfect song: Wild Horses by The Rolling Stones.
The perfect sign of affection: The hand-squeeze followed up with a smile.
The perfect afternoon: Barbecuing with friends on a sunny afternoon. Good music, margaritas, veggie burgers and lots of laughter. You really can't go wrong.
The perfect vacation: Any city in Europe in the summertime.
The perfect invention: The digital camera.
The perfect type of wedding: Hopefully, the one I'm planning. Me, Dan, family and friends, lots of good food and booze, great music and everyone having a wonderful time at the Hard Rock Hotel in Orlando, FL.
The perfect album: Perfect for what occasion? I mean, Madonna's Immaculate Collection is pretty perfect, but not really when you're bummed. And Appetite For Destruction by Guns 'N Roses? Arguably one of the best albums ever created...but it's not really dance music, now is it? The perfect album of my adolescence was Everclear's Sparkle and Fade and So Much For The Afterglow as well as New Found Glory's self-titled album, but these don't highlight everyone's teenage years. The best albums are the ones you painstakingly craft yourself.
The perfect accent: Australian, although I have a soft spot for English accents.
The perfect date: I'm a sucker for a theme park.
The perfect weather: 78 degrees and not a cloud in the sky.
The perfect party: Good people, good food, good drinks and good music. The rest will all fall into place.
The perfect sport: Miami Dolphins football!
The perfect thing to say: "Do you want pizza? I'm buying...."
The perfect day of the week: Saturday. You get the whole day and night to yourself. It's a beautiful thing.
You should do one too!
The perfect outfit: That's an easy one -- a frock (like this one, perhaps), a pair of cute and comfy Dr. Scholl sandals (maybe like these) and your favorite piece of jewelry. Classic and cute. What more could you ask for?
The perfect meal: This one's a little tougher. Right now, my perfect meal would be huevos rancheros, a plate of chilled mangoes, peaches and raspberries and a tall sweet tea with lime.
The perfect hangover cure: Scrambled eggs, hash browns, onions, green peppers, tomatoes, mushrooms and cheese. Mix 'em all together in a bowl. Add liberal amounts of black pepper, ketchup and maple syrup (I know, but trust me on this one) and serve with a frosty Cherry Coke. It'll fix your hangover right up....or cause your gastrointestinal system to explode in a fury not seen since Pompeii.
The perfect road trip: The only road trip I've ever taken was when Dan and I drove up from Orlando to Philadelphia. A straight shot up I-95, it wasn't particularly scenic but we had a great time.
The perfect facial feature: An genuine smile.
The perfect drink: A decaf skinny vanilla latte (no ice), Cherry Coke Zero or peach mango iced tea.
The perfect song: Wild Horses by The Rolling Stones.
The perfect sign of affection: The hand-squeeze followed up with a smile.
The perfect afternoon: Barbecuing with friends on a sunny afternoon. Good music, margaritas, veggie burgers and lots of laughter. You really can't go wrong.
The perfect vacation: Any city in Europe in the summertime.
The perfect invention: The digital camera.
The perfect type of wedding: Hopefully, the one I'm planning. Me, Dan, family and friends, lots of good food and booze, great music and everyone having a wonderful time at the Hard Rock Hotel in Orlando, FL.
The perfect album: Perfect for what occasion? I mean, Madonna's Immaculate Collection is pretty perfect, but not really when you're bummed. And Appetite For Destruction by Guns 'N Roses? Arguably one of the best albums ever created...but it's not really dance music, now is it? The perfect album of my adolescence was Everclear's Sparkle and Fade and So Much For The Afterglow as well as New Found Glory's self-titled album, but these don't highlight everyone's teenage years. The best albums are the ones you painstakingly craft yourself.
The perfect accent: Australian, although I have a soft spot for English accents.
The perfect date: I'm a sucker for a theme park.
The perfect weather: 78 degrees and not a cloud in the sky.
The perfect party: Good people, good food, good drinks and good music. The rest will all fall into place.
The perfect sport: Miami Dolphins football!
The perfect thing to say: "Do you want pizza? I'm buying...."
The perfect day of the week: Saturday. You get the whole day and night to yourself. It's a beautiful thing.
2 comments on "The Perfect Life"
I love that dress!
Isn't it cute?! And at $22.80, you really can't go wrong! :)
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