


I think we can all agree that I look adorable in 50′s style dresses. Fun realization, cute little brown belts break up patterned dresses really well, and help them feel more ‘spring appropriate’.
So instead of talking clothes I would like to address that a certain man in my life had never seen Dirty Dancing (proof that he didn’t have a girlfriend while he was in high school). Last weekend, after trying to describe the scene where Baby crawls across the floor singing ‘Love Is Strange‘ for the one millionth time, I discovered that Dirty Dancing was available on Netflix instant view. So I turned it on forced him to watch it.
And by forced I mean, that I started watching it and poked Kent in the stomach so he would pay attention every time a good part came on. Until he finally was just watching it with me and asking lots of obnoxious questions like ‘So wait, her dad is a doctor?’ and I’m like ‘Yeah, they said that at the beginning and then meaningfully showed a shot of his medical bag, but you were to busy making fun of me for turning on Dirty Dancing to notice’.
Kent decided that Dirty Dancing is pretty awesome.










