It took me a week to get my liver to recover act together to post this but here it is…the rest of the adventures from Cabo. Sorta figured you people may need a break too after that Mankini post to rest your eyes and what not.
On this particular trip, we were going with two other couples who don’t have kids and were really looking forward to some quality grown up time so I packed all my cutest stuff. Very neatly. All in one suitcase. Which is against my golden rule of traveling, always put half my stuff in The Man’s suitcase and half of his in mine so that when the airline inevitabley loses one of the suitcases we still have the other. Because they will, and boy did they this time.
Having arrived in Mexico sans, well EVERYTHING, I had to buy staples like toothpaste, deoderant and all that good stuff. While I was doing that, The Man located a street vendor selling dresses and took it upon himself to pick one out for me for $32.00. Ordinarily, putting the words The Man, street vendor and $32.00 together would scare the hell out of me but he surprised me and picked out a really pretty off white dress.
One problem, with this particular dress, you couldn’t wear underwear. So I was commando for a very long time. While you would normally think that walking around naked would be a liberating experience, it’s not. Especially not in a white dress. In 100 degree weather. With sweat dripping in places that sweat ought not be. I was disgusting glowing.
The luggage finally showed up a full 24 hours after we got there and I’m not sure the bellman has even been group hugged like that before. At first he looked a little terrified hesitatant but then he got into it.
FINALLY, this vacation could start for me…
We hung out on the beach.
We read great works of literature trashy books:
We drank ourselves silly.
We bonded over sunsets.
The guys fondled er, bonded as well.
The only other hitch came when they tried to evict us a day before we were supposed to leave. Somehow, our reservations had gotten mixed up and even though the hotel was only at about 75% occupancy, they said they couldn’t accomodate us for another night and we would have to find other arrangements. Well, this certainly wouldn’t do…so I did what any woman in her right mind would do and with 15 minutes to go before they kicked us out, I headed down to the front desk and flashed by breasts asked nicely if they would like to take our money for one last day. It worked and we spent the day lounging by the beach and the pool and then headed out for our last dinner of the trip where we sat at a table oceanside where there was one last chance to inappropriately touch enjoy eachother.
The end.
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J-E-A-L-O-U-S.
(looks wonderful!)
Maggie took the words right out of my fingers!! Major jealousy going on over here! Looks like an awesome time!
Did I mention I was jealous?
Commando in a white dress? Kudos! Only the very brave or the very stoopid would even attempt that!
Um Tara? Stoopid played a very large part in this vacation.
Oh, Girlfriend. I’m glad it was you doing the flashin’ and not me. My size Bs (although a large B) would have ended us up in a utility closet. You look stunning in the dress! You look drunk at the beach! Both are compliments of equal merits. I’m fearful that I’m caused your luggage mix up. I missed you so that I may have sent bad vibes into the universe inadvertantly, of course. Let’s just say, I’m so relieved to have you back. I’m equally relieved that you didn’t get corn rows while there. Love you. Mean it.
Sounds like you ended up having a great time, once the suitcase trouble was cleared up! Yay!
Great pictures.
Oh, I can’t wait for my
manaicschildren to be old enough for me toleave them with unsuspecting grandparentsgo on a vacation with friends.It looks like you had a great time and got the best $32 dress ever.
Sounds like it was an incredibly amazing trip. I’d say it looks like it was, too, but to be honest, I’m still scorched from the whole mankini escapade!
Also, I’m one of the jealous ones!
I have tears in my eyes because I would have LOVED to have been there with you.
(I’m going to go read this post again!)
With your rack in that dress, they should have paid YOU to stay an extra night.
Also, so jealous. Of your friends. I wanna go on vacation with the Stiletto Mom!!
The boob flash. It works every time.
And I have to say ditto to everyone above. I’m so jealous of your vacation. It looks like fun.
Also? You rocked that street vendor halter dress.
Next time a hotel tries that, just give me a ring. That’s my business, baby! And I will tell them you will flash your boobs, but then you won’t actually have to!
Sounds like an awesome trip!
PS – you look amazing in that dress!!