Heather's throwing a cocktail party tonight, and well...I think I've not only gotten into the spirit of the thing, but thrown a bag over its' head and thrown it in the back of my Cadillac intent on taking it for a ride. Out has come the black dress with the flared skirt and the black high heels (DAMNIT I WISH I HAD MY PEARLS!!! *FUME!!*). I'm straighting my hair and curling it out. I've got a big ass 20's, 30's, 40's music playlist ready to go. I've got mixers and have been designated to man the bar, with a long list of restoratives to mix up for the fellas.
...There just aren't enough cocktail parties in this world.
...There just aren't enough cocktail parties in this world.