photo diary: the craziness of chilifest 2013

You might remember my pictures from last year's Chilifest, or maybe you don't give a [insert word in your own vocabulary here] about my life and accidentally clicked on this link. All you need to know about Chilifest before looking at the pictures are a few things:

• It goes down in a huge field in Texas
• Country artists perform all weekend
• They say there's a chili cook-off, but I've never seen proof
• People camp out Friday night in the grossest of conditions

Now, allow me to show you how this year went down, with help from people on Instagram.

Before anyone really gets there, it looks like a fantastic place to party all weekend....

With a ton of booze you'd assume would never get finished.... [this much is stacked every 10-20 feet, BTW]

Some of the Greeks go a little above and beyond with their set-up...

Most focus on the important things- Like tents...

Poles... 

Or just room to sleep...

And one thing to know: You can wear literally anything you want, but the trashier or more 'Merica the better.

Friday night is normally nothing but a blur, but occasionally you'll remember the special things. 

Come Saturday morning around 7am, game on all over again. Wake up later than 8:00, and you might miss the first Thunderstruck game.

Or the cops demanding that two girls get up on the tables to dance, so they can give them dolla dolla bills. 

Before things really get crazy, you'll remember to "party your sunglasses."

You might actually make it up to the stage for a couple performances, just watch out for the flying beer...

Or maybe you'll accept the challenge of a boot chug...

But most likely your friends will pass out at an embarrassing early hour.

While you make sure not to piss the abundant flow of trashy ladies...

If you're Elizabethany, you'll accept a challenge of "The Wombat." Drinking beer that is in your fanny pack, while doing a handstand.

Eventually you'll realize you can't fit another beer, turkey leg, sausage, or chunk of mud in your mouth, and you'll make your way to the bus.

Leaving behind what looks like a hurricane or tornado stricken town. 

And go home with a ton hopefully a few memories to last you forever until the next morning. 

I won't lie- A lot of times I hate to admit an area does something better than where I'm from, but I really have never seen or even heard of anything like this anywhere near Virginia. It's something special, and no matter how many times I try to convince myself I can't handle it another year, I'll keep going until I have no friends/Team Murtaugh around. Then I'll make some new friends.

If you went to Chilifest, I want to see your pics! Everyone's experiences are so different, and it's really fun to see them. Post your Instagram link [or wherever we can find some] below!

Until next year, I'll continue training.

 love,
elizabethany

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watch etv: i got straight up ugly for my latest vlog

People tell me to make "Jenna Marbles style vlogs" allll the time. It's weird, cuz I feel like my old videos were kiiind of that style [mixed in with clips of Real Worlders], but also, as much as I think we're ridiculously alike, I don't wanna try to do what she does so well!

So, I didn't do a Marbles video, but I did come up with something to just talk about and act out... and this time it was all about ugly people. They're winning lately, if you didn't notice.


People have been taking screenshots and posting them on my Facebook, which is making my life.

Mike N. made this because "it needed to be done."

And just because you're awesome and checking this out on my blog, I made this gem for you. 

Yeah, you're welcome.

Feel free to give me any ideas for vlogs in the future... or maybe I'll continue with the winning theme.

love,
elizabethany

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i spy: gifs of parents "gettin down" at the club

I'm not sure if I'll ever laugh as hard as I did when I saw my dad tear up the dance floor, but being out the other night and see a couple of parents doin' their thang had my jaw dropping.

First of all, the Cosby sweater dad... 

He didn't need any other moves. Rocking back and forth with a little extra flair caught my eye more than blondie twerkin' it on the side. 

Then we had this lady, who may not be a mom, but she looks like one.

She was all about DJ Canrock giving her some attention, and she worked him like a pole... on the stage. She clearly loved that accidental ass touch, too.

But now, my friends, I present to you this mother/daughter duo [again, my assumptions.] They came dressed in some serious clubwear, thigh-high boots, and coats that they only wore on one arm, because two would obviously make them much too hot.

Just twerkin' away on her daughter.. 

I call this the "now lean back, lean back, lean back...."

Keep up that rhythm, ladies. 

And then... I got caught, just as the humping was beginning. Mama wanted every bit of junior's booty in her lap, and thought the video-bomber was just playin' along too... Silly drunk goggles.

I really need to start sitting back and observing other people like this. People watching is just so, so much fun... almost as fun as causing the scene yourself. 

But seriously.... I hope I run into those two ladies again. Pure entertainment. 

love,

elizabethany

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my quick celebration of national gymnastics day

Saturday was National Gymnastics Day, and I really wanted to do a video of myself and tons of other people doing gymnastics all over the town, nation, world, whatever... but I didn't get sent anyone's pictures/videos! Sad face. 

It's nothing new to see me doing cartwheels and handstands in public, but the first time I did one on camera on Saturday, this happened: 

Shoe. In the fountain. In Georgetown in DC. I was then barefoot for the walk to the car.. but that's also not unusual.

I'm a klutz. Welcome to my life. 

love,

elizabethany

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you must see my dad tearing up the dance floor

Over the weekend I went home for my cousin's wedding. [Let the season begin!] I knew it'd be a lot different than any wedding with my friends considering my entire family would be there, but I really had no idea what to expect. 

Well, I was more than pleasantly surprised when my dad was the first person to hit the dance floor and completely OWN it. He had some dance moves I've never seen [that were mostly off-beat], and so it's only right that I made them into gifs for you to enjoy.

This would be his dance to the "DING DING DING" in Black Eyed Peas' "I Gotta Feelin"

Some fist pumping song came on, so I showed him how it's done. He went way harder than me.

"EVERY DAY I'M SHUFFLIN"

Maybe my personal favorite. This was what I called the "white man dance." He didn't like that so much. 

And this is what I call the grand finale. Totally caught me off guard.

My dad thinks he's a 25 year old. It's pretty awesome now that I'm out of the house and also about to be 25... but I'll be honest... for a man who is naturally AWESOME at all things playing music, he certainly has no rhythm. Hence my mother laughing at him in most of those.

But like... SERIOUSLY. How freaking hysterical is that?! I'm still crying laughing.

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Here are some more pictures from the wedding:

My bro thought he'd get a little comb-over action going for this summer. What a old grown man.

My cousin Joe, the groom.

I caught the bouquet!! And, check the sculpture I conveniently placed Mikey near... teehee.

Why did I even waste space with those pictures? I should have just posted the gifs twice.

love,
elizabethany

PS: Dad, I know you said I shouldn't post these and you have some "career" to hang on to but like... so do I. And I'm the future. So like.... I love you?

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