Last night was epic!
I have scratches on my arms a slightly bruised lip and massive sore/bruised patches on my inner thighs.
I went to the club with 2 gay boys from my theater and another girl from the theater. We all dressed super cute in all black.
I was the DD which was ok with me. I felt safer driving an knowing that I had barely had anything to drink.
We got to the club and the boys both had black t's black skinny jeans and nerdy glasses on. Justin had black and white striped suspenders and Brad had a black and gray scarf around his neck.
Faith had on a black tank and skinny jeans and her usual mini fro.
I had on this:
Black sequin mini with a satin shorty onesie underneath and sheer black stockings attached to the onesies garters. I also had black t strap dance shoes and a feathered headband.
Faith and I got in the shadow box together after we all shared a giant liquor bowl together. It looked like this.
That's pretty much all I drank but I really don't need to drink when I dance. I get a good rush just from being out knowing I look cute and getting a chance to shake it in public.
Plus I get thirsty and winded really fast so I just drink alot of water. I'm a hard dancer but I don't get much excersise otherwise.
The car ride up was awesome too. The boys were trying to figure out how gay they would let themselves be
When we went out on the patio and every one was bumming cigarettes I found a handy pole to make friends with and ended up with the bruises on the inside of my thighs from doing tricks. It was a square pole........ Not very nice.
Justin slouched back in a chair and stuck a dollar bill in my garter strap and brad danced up on the other pole.
They got bored about that time and decided they wanted to hit a gay bar.
So we took off and went to the gay bar..... I have never seen so many single middle aged men in one place in my life!
There was a drag show going on and since it was my first gay bar I was enthralled
The drinks must have been really cheap there because I lost count after the 3rd round. Lol. Once the queens cleared out the mini stage became a dance floor with mirrors and lazers. so we did some more dancing.
After that my group got drunker and drunker and mostly sat around flirting. I was getting bored but mostly the smoke got me. Everyone was smoking and it made me pretty sick.
I finally got them out of there at 3am. The lights had gone up and people were leaving anyhow.
The ride back was entertaining as well. I got turned around a bit. Brad was crying about how his current love interest didn't come to the club to see us. Justin was in the back seat with him consoling him and faith was in the front seat, wasted telling brad he should fuck him
I finally had to call for a moment of silence and turned on the radio. after that they started to act a bit more sober and normal.
We had dunkin doughnuts on the way back and were highly entertained by the drive through workers response to a girl with feathers on her head driving a drunk black girl who was yelling at him and 2 gay boys in the back seat cuddling
I got home and showered the smoke off and found the scratches on my arms from rubbing against my sequins and woke E up for some crazy sex wich resulted in my bruised lip and slightly bruised cheekbone
Fun times. Now I get to see how everyone is feeling this morning. It can't be a good day for them
I have scratches on my arms a slightly bruised lip and massive sore/bruised patches on my inner thighs.
I went to the club with 2 gay boys from my theater and another girl from the theater. We all dressed super cute in all black.
I was the DD which was ok with me. I felt safer driving an knowing that I had barely had anything to drink.
We got to the club and the boys both had black t's black skinny jeans and nerdy glasses on. Justin had black and white striped suspenders and Brad had a black and gray scarf around his neck.
Faith had on a black tank and skinny jeans and her usual mini fro.
I had on this:
Black sequin mini with a satin shorty onesie underneath and sheer black stockings attached to the onesies garters. I also had black t strap dance shoes and a feathered headband.
Faith and I got in the shadow box together after we all shared a giant liquor bowl together. It looked like this.
That's pretty much all I drank but I really don't need to drink when I dance. I get a good rush just from being out knowing I look cute and getting a chance to shake it in public.
Plus I get thirsty and winded really fast so I just drink alot of water. I'm a hard dancer but I don't get much excersise otherwise.The car ride up was awesome too. The boys were trying to figure out how gay they would let themselves be
When we went out on the patio and every one was bumming cigarettes I found a handy pole to make friends with and ended up with the bruises on the inside of my thighs from doing tricks. It was a square pole........ Not very nice.
Justin slouched back in a chair and stuck a dollar bill in my garter strap and brad danced up on the other pole.
They got bored about that time and decided they wanted to hit a gay bar.
So we took off and went to the gay bar..... I have never seen so many single middle aged men in one place in my life!
There was a drag show going on and since it was my first gay bar I was enthralled
The drinks must have been really cheap there because I lost count after the 3rd round. Lol. Once the queens cleared out the mini stage became a dance floor with mirrors and lazers. so we did some more dancing.
After that my group got drunker and drunker and mostly sat around flirting. I was getting bored but mostly the smoke got me. Everyone was smoking and it made me pretty sick.
I finally got them out of there at 3am. The lights had gone up and people were leaving anyhow.
The ride back was entertaining as well. I got turned around a bit. Brad was crying about how his current love interest didn't come to the club to see us. Justin was in the back seat with him consoling him and faith was in the front seat, wasted telling brad he should fuck him
I finally had to call for a moment of silence and turned on the radio. after that they started to act a bit more sober and normal.
We had dunkin doughnuts on the way back and were highly entertained by the drive through workers response to a girl with feathers on her head driving a drunk black girl who was yelling at him and 2 gay boys in the back seat cuddling
I got home and showered the smoke off and found the scratches on my arms from rubbing against my sequins and woke E up for some crazy sex wich resulted in my bruised lip and slightly bruised cheekbone
Fun times. Now I get to see how everyone is feeling this morning. It can't be a good day for them
Are all your weekends like this?