After meeting up at Sandra's and 'pregaming' - here I am 'paper-bagging it'... like my Daddy - we headed over to B-East which was opened specifically for the birthday girl's private party and danced our tutu'd selves right into 4AM...
It was so shocking that I was approached by boys on the dance floor (I mean I wasn't surprised - these are some pretty top-notch dance moves we're talking about here), that Diddz snuck a picture.
Because we'd forgotten to take a single group picture of us in our costumes, we took a few self portraits once we got home at 4AM. There was however a professional photog at the party so hopefully they'll be more pictures to come!
The conversation in the cab on the way home went something like this...
Me: "It got late FAST!"
Diddz: "I know!"
Me: "Look at us rallying like youngin's. It's 3:30AM and I didnt even take my heels off or stop dancing for one second! "
The conversation at brunch this morning:
Crystal: Something about "losing an hour" and "springing forward."
Diddz and I simultaneously: "Ooooooohhh..."
Yeah. I'm not as hip as I thought.
~Legs
P.S. While I was brunching at CraftBar here in NYC today, look what was going on in SLC... SO JELLY!!!
(Foxy Knoxy and Bri Bizzle)
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