I know you probably think this is ANOTHER post about my kids grabbing their weiners in public, but BOO-YAH, FOOLED YA.
It's actually about hand chairs and disco balls. But that title wouldn't have caught your eye in your feed, now would it?
And if you want to get REALLY specific, it's about my two newest favorite boards on Pinterest: Obsessed With Hand Chairs, and Shiny Disco Balls. Because I'm about to blow your mind - I am in DIRE need of this in my life:
and while you're at it, go ahead and throw in one of these:
Because who DOESN'T need a frigging DISCO BALL in their life?
No one - that's who. Or...everyone, that's who...or...
...okay, just me. I don't care if anyone else wants one or not. All I care about is getting my disco ball, turning on a little LaToya Jackson, putting on some roller skates, and cruising around my basement.
And when I get tired? I'll plop into my hand chair and relax with a suicide. Don't hate the playa.
Linked here, here and here.
Shirt: Old Navy, so old my grandma fell off her dinosaur
Shorts: J Crew
Necklace: TJ Maxx
Bracelets: F21 and gift