it's that time again...
Time for Chicks in the Sticks...
Twenty twelve, baby.
I've promised for a loooooong time that I would share pictures from Chicks.
And true to form...
two years later,
here you go.
Prepping some gifts for the girls.
In case you're wondering, the prep is a
Just my cup of tea.
Truth: One cannot be clean and creative at the same time.
And I choose creativity every time,
Notice the front of the stainless steel dishwasher behind me?
See all the fingerprints on it?
Creative, not clean.
(Just keepin' it real.)
Senecca was my muse, designer, and chef that year.
And she rocked all three.
My beautiful girls.
Not sure what Mindy was describing here.
Perhaps the size of my thighs after the weekend..?
Us two Michelles.
When I grow up I want to be Michelle.
She knows everything.
Uh...shoes on the carpet, Eric?
I don't see any shoes.
The girls got me a sweet gift.
Complete with Michelle-o-phane.
And my official Chicks uniform.
In my signature color.
Mmmmhmmmm...these girls know me.
One of the best parts of Chicks is our annual tradition of "My favorite thing."
We each share our favorite thing that we have fallen in love with over the past year, and if possible, bring one for every chick.
As you can see, Tana has a love-affair with TJ Maxx (and Ross) and she found these great re-usable bags there which she brought for everyone to have.
I don't know who was the designer for these TJ Maxx bags, but let me tell ya,
they nailed it.
I'll take two, please.
I'll take two of those too, please.
(Oh, get your mind out of the gutter, people.
They're just Downey fragrance hangers for your closet...
...or in a pinch, inserts for your bra in case you get cold.)
Either way, they smell
Shalece is our resident hair-stylist extraordinaire.
Shalece, if you're reading this...
MY HAIR NEEDS YOU!!!
We need to talk.
Rebecca and her chocolate.
Yes, Christa, we know...
you love to read.
Late at night.
Alone in bed.
And no "Chicks" weekend would be complete without some dancing.
What really made Michelle shine...
was the gold lame' shirt that she breaks out for special occasions.
And believe me,
this was a special occasion.
(lots and lots of food...)
Babies to love on...
Other people doing my dishes...
All made for one divine weekend.
Are you ready to do it again, ladies?