Ok, so maybe it wasn't the Yule ball of the Century, but who can beat Harry Potter? Not Voldemort! Yea I did! Never mind about Harry Potter, tonight is about two very close friends dancing away their cares and their last semester in Undergraduate! "Sometimes you just need to shake your ass."-B.
As the more fashion-oriented S. is so excited for this dance, the less fashion-oriented B. tried to squirm her way out of the dance. But with the help of liquid courage and a pushy best friend, we put on our best dresses and then our faces. Then the cafe workers wanted to see S. in a dress so we strutted our stuff across the way to show off our gowns. The responses were just what a girl needed to make her feel extra special for a few hours. S. having a knack for wanting men she can't have (see next blog, oh and don't let B fool you, she does too!) We have a constant hard-on for older men. It is true, we do. There is a man from the cafe that S. has had partially yet would still like to have all the way. He was working tonight and it was great to see his face in a stunned manner. S. & B. took the people by storm. (No lie one girl pointing. Weird.) Even so, the women who work the counter came out to examine our dresses and were throwing comments like "Mardi Gras beads". Then came the advice for the night, " Don't give up the cookies! I'm your momma tonight and I said don't give them the cookies, give em the crumbs!"
With that in mind and Prince Albert*, we entered the dance which took us crashing back to our High School proms! The music played, dancing was tossed around the room in such a care-free manner I felt like an STD could have been contracted. Ok, so maybe it was just a bunch of nerdy white kids who wanted to get their dance on not at the creepy local bar, but a girl can dream right? Even so, that doesn't mean we did not have a really great time. We danced from 9:15 to 10:30 when we took a drink break to the college bar. Then 10:45 until midnight!!!!!!!!!! Who needs to work out? Not us, until Burger King. That's right, as we type we're sitting in bed eating burgers from The King himself.
Who would have thought that such a simple event like a "dance" would make us realize how lucky we are. How lucky we are to have friends who care, who accept, who dare to catch us when we fall. Yeah, that's pretty cheesy.
Anyway, we just have to say that tonight was a smashing success (say that in a British accent) and we're grateful for friendship, care, and sisterhood.
S. & B. out.
Pooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop.
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