My good friend Ollie turned eighteen last week and had an epic theme party: stereotypes.
Izzie and I went as American tourists, clad with hawaiian shirts, straw hats and sock/sandal combinations, suffice to say we looked hot...haha. It was a lovely night.
Izzie and I.
My friends Noah ( as a type of stereo, rather than a stereotype with a sticker that says SONY under his jacket)and David (as a seedy frenchman complete with real baguettes and passion pop).