I am sorry (not really) to report that there are no photos of me last night as the pirate queen, swashbuckling in red silks and black leather boots, dagger (sheath) at my hip and a black pearl (of course) around my neck.
Dancing to 80's music, drinking microbrews, and swinging at a black widow spider piñata filled with chocolate, booze and condoms. As one does.
Social lives are exhausting. I might want to try one again in a month or two....
Published on October 30, 2016 10:48