I love the Fourth of July for a few reasons. It's a day where I get to hang out with close family friends that I don't get to see often and a day where my family is at it's most chill. When I was younger we used to go on trips around the States and on the fourth we were always either in Kansas with family, Montana in West Yellowstone, or a small town in Utah called Panguitch. For the longest time we were in Kansas every year but then one year we spent the fourth in West Yellowstone and got to participate in a parade. It was awesome because my dad loves the fourth so he (used to) dress up as Uncle Sam. A very casual, awesome Uncle Sam. He had shorts, converse, a shirt, and hat that were all flagged up and he would shave his face so he only had an Uncle Sam beard going on. I would participate in these events as well, but as Aunt Sam. I wore a white skirt, red converse, a festive shirt, a top hat like my dad's and, the best part of my outfit, a beard. They were truly gre...
Formerly "Randomosity Outside the Boundaries of Normalism", currently attempting to pull my life together and figure out adulthood enough to fake it until I make it.