Admittedly, Matthew McConaughey's body is as perfect as they come. And I still maintain that he has the second sexiest voice in all of Hollywood, second only to Tim Riggins. But his character in Magic Mike? Not sexy at all. Smarmy, overly-tanned, greased-up, sleazy, and freakin' riotous.
Our frozen yogurt + bookstore + Magic Mike date night was a perfect cap to the weekend. Matt and I are both frequent victims of the Sunday blues. But let me proclaim: Magic Mike is the perfect antidote.
I spent way too much of Friday night stuck in outrageous bridge traffic (don't get me started on the time I've spent on SF bridges over the past 9 years), but made up for it on Saturday by going to a bbq in the city with some of my closest teacher pals (and Matt). It's been so pretty here in the bay lately that I'm a little bit terrified by all the screenshots I've been seeing of Georgia weather (I'm going home to visit in August). 106 WHAT?! I'm going to need an ice bath waiting for me upon my arrival.