We (were) so hip, we (were) so cool, we (may have been) so high...

My sister, Rachel, had just finished finals and came to visit us on her way back home to California.  Tyce surprised us with tickets to go see one of my favorite bands, Band of Horses, and sent Rach and I out for our own little "date night."

Before the show, we stopped for a cinnamon roll and a to-go bag of cookies - we had to get high from something before going to a super hipster-hyped concert, so it might as well be from sugar (although I'm pretty sure we went home feeling more "high" than from sugar...the entire night I kept looking for the person smoking weed next to me because the smell was so overwhelming)!

*side note: the purse Rach is wearing I now consider a family heirloom.  I bought it when I was 16 and it's been passed throughout all the girls in my family.  It gets put away every few years, but then, bam, being hippy is cool again, returning it to life.  Someday, my granddaughter's cousin's daughter-in-law will wear it with pride as well.  Plan on it.
Also, that isn't a bottle of Coor's Light in the first few pictures.  I think they're called Izzy Pop?  Just to clarify, and all that stuff.