Some lady friends and I went to a club (the one inside the Schlossberg mountain) on Saturday night. I don't really do clubbing, but I figured it fit into my mindfulness "living up the last year of Graz" plan.
At Lee's house before.
Sparkles, black and boots.
Kimmy poo
Not at Lee's anymore
These two never stopped.
Yes, Lee wore gloves.
I'm not gonna lie. I think we all suffered foot and head trauma the next day. Did I feel young again? On the contrary, hanging out in a crowded, smoky cave with the youngsters made me feel like an old fool...or was it my attempt at dancing? Either way..this fool had some fun and added a page to the Graz history book.
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5 comments:
You crack me up! Glad you had fun. =)
you crack me up! I love that you went! Memories for sure... I think I would have to leave town to try this...go to some anonymous city like Frankfurt or Berlin, lol!
Take me dancing, pleeeeeeease!!! Gals! you look like you had some fun. I'm sooo jealous.Hugs, Monika from Detroit
Wow! I haven't been to a club in years (and I'm only 25!) You look gorgeous!
I'm SO behind on blog reading and just signed into my reader for the first time in months! But, just wanted to stop by and say hey! You all looked so hot and sassy! ;)
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