dear blog,
is it so superficial to want to find every piece of photographic evidence of the wonder that was last saturday night? i need evidence of the inner rock star/bar star/slight-ho-but sexy+cute me.
i don't think so! i never get to go out so i want to ride the coat tails of a gloriously scandalous night!
ps: i found a picture of dirty dancing boy. he's short. that's okay, i'm short too so it worked in our favor for some sexy dance time.
love, wishing-she-was-still-out-having-an-inhibited-time-baby-girl-lamb.
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