Paint Night

Friday night I got to attend a paint night that I will never forget. This is not your wine sippin' paint by numbers kind of paint night.. It's the kind of paint night you don't shut up about all week to anyone who will listen.. the kind of paint night where you light shit on FIRE!

I implore you to top that. 

I am super grateful to a new group of friends who invited me into their night for this incredible activity. I had the MOST fun.... I did bring cakepops and macroons to ingratiate myself (I mentioned how I love to spread love through food right?!) and came away with some memories that will always mark the first weekend living in Connecticut where I felt genuine belonging. It was awesome. 

Feast your eyes on these puppies.... 




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