Summer, is that you? Pretty much babes. The official first day of summer starts in four days, and with it fast approaching I can’t help but get ahead of myself.
For me, I’ve always thought of the first day of summer as quiet permission to get wild. Well, wait. Let me rephrase that. My wild, may be a bit different than what you babes have in mind. Get wild as in read books, on books, on books that I love; sleep in till 10am; watch TV in between said books; go out with my girlfriends; and hit the club scene once in a blue moon.
