I’ll admit—I totally winged mine. I ended up meeting up with a few friends in Salt Lake. While we were going to go to a big New Year’s thing that goes on downtown every year, we decided against it because we hadn’t realized it was $15 per person haha. But our plan B was ten times better, anyway: hot chocolate + fireworks + a view of the entire valley where we could see fireworks going off everywhere.
I’m not sure what we were doing, exactly, when the clock struck 12, but likely it was running around with sparklers lit from the remnants of a smoldering firework. (You can trust boys to figure out how to ignite something that a lighter won’t light in 8-degree weather haha.)
So. Enjoy some photos of our shenanigans! And have a super sweet head-start to the weekend while you’re at it, mmkay?
(Me freaking out about how close the sparkler was getting to my new Norwegian mittens.)
2015. Bring it.
Love, Maurine
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