Yea!! I'm so happy for you guys! Everyone looks so fab in those photos, makes me wonder how many pics got censored instead of posted. hehehe Can't wait to get all the dirty details. No use trying to keep secrets, it'll all come out eventually.
I've been dancing for so long in platform heels, that even if I try to dance in sneakers, or even flats, I can't pull it off. The concept of comfortable shoes is completely alien to me. Hopefully, the nasty side effects will hold off till my dancin' days are over.
Scott's a very private individual. This sometimes leads to behavior that may seem strange to the rest of us, like that "gay" act. Really. He's just sensitive. I need Vic around to help him keep his cover. And no, Vic is not "bait".
how was vip at dream? i heard that place was in an area of town so bad that the cabs won't go there after 11pm. only you can help me to separate fact from vicious rumor.
Vic, I'm on your side here. What with all the excitement and noise and flashing lights, you were probably just a little confused. I'm sure you meant to rub your butt on Superchumbo and not Shady. I mean really, you could rub your butt on Shady any day, right?
And another thing, how many CPer's are driving to B-more then driving back to finish the evening at the Edge anyway? Y'all can just some right out and admit that you don't like Crownroyal no more... Am I on a roll with the guilt trip, or what?! I am putting all of your mothers to shame.
Now that I have your attention. I just spoke with Crownroyal. Ther's probably no way in hell we could drag him the Edge, but he's volunteered his place for the afterparty. How how he said I'm unrealistic to think anyone will come just because he lioves in Alexandria? What's that about?
You will hardly be able to tell at all that it's simulated diamonique from the home shopping network. Who knew that they could electroplate plastic? Nonetheless, I'm certain you'll be stunning, Suavee.
Let's see, I've got on a light pink, fitted button down, pinstripe pants and little teeny - oh wait a minute - you mean on Saturday, duh, the shiny happy pants, of course. And maybe something furry.