Tainted Love

Sometimes I feel I've got to

(bum bum)

getaway.

ANd thanks to a totally rad group of girls from my ward (and I don't mean the psychiatric ward) I got to last night.

My friend and I met at my (disastrously filthy) house and got ready together. Can I tell you that a can of aquanet in my hand felt way too natural? The old blowdry up the bangs while spraying technique was a joy to revisit. 

We headed into the city (if you're going to San Francisco make sure to wear flowers in your hair) and met up with the rest of the ladies at a club to hear the eighties cover band "Tainted Love" who are, incidentally,

also totally rad.

Then we danced (if you call jumping straight up and down with your arms pinned in by the drunk guys on either side of you dancing) the night away.

  

(insert pictures of girls dancing that are on all the other cameras.)

Don't be afraid of all the poses. They were inevitable.

Let's see that one again facing the other direction.

Radical.

Happy Birthday Kelly and thanks for the excuse to party like it was 1999!