From Jackson Hole to a 70’s/80’s Roller Disco in all one week. 

If you had told me a year and a half ago that my life would be this full of such ridiculous entertainment I probably would have laughed at you.  Instead I spent part of my week on a wonderful vacation to Jackson Hole with Ben and Co. and this past Saturday night at a roller disco with some of our awesome friends.  

The glorious roller disco evidence – because nothing says entertainment like a bunch of 20 somethings at a ghetto roller rink (I loved it):

(you love the glasses, I know you do)

(umm. . .thank you Victoria Secret?)

 

I swear to God my mother owned those sunglasses through most of the 80’s.

And no, thankfully that mustache is not real