I spent the fourth on a friends rooftop in the middle of DC. It turned out to be a very good - albeit last minute - decision because every direction you turned there were fireworks to be seen. The firework enthusiast inside of me was pleased. My outfit was accidentally patriotic as you can see in the selfies I shamelessly took as I waited - cutoffs, striped tank, a star lariat and a red mani (the mani was on purpose).
