Surviving in the New York City HEAT.

In case you didn't get the memo NYC gets ridiculously hot in the summer. And because God hates me for obvious reasons, our air conditioner broke a couple days ago. The first night Tiffany and I tried to tough it out. I even took a job at a local bar cocktail waitressing just so I could stand in the A/C. We stayed awake that night until 7:30 in the morning because we could not fall asleep out of fear of drowning in our own sweat. We spent the whole day with our heads in the freezer.

Needless to say we were to the two biggest BITCHES when we finally woke up. We couldn't breath, we couldn't stop sweating, it was a fucking nightmare.

This was not going to work for us. So. . . . .we packed our bags and headed into the city, Park Ave to be exact and checked into a hotel. We bought snacks and alcohol.

I can safely say walking into our freezing cold hotel room was probably the happiest momment of my life. We jumped onto our beds:
Tiffany: "Oh my God! I'm swimming in cold air."
Paige: "Look at me! I'm making a snow angel."


Have you ever seen such happy girls???
Cheers to our scary awesome lives. . . .

Thank you Tiffany for being an only child. Ok time to go check into another hotel.