Inker party at the Reagan Building! There were push pop desserts, fancy bowties, hipsters comparing Vans shoes (sir, with your tux? for reals?), and all them top 40s hits. Yes, we just danced to Ace of Base’s The Sign in public. Steph heckled the piano player (you call that a half note? That sounds like dotted to me! Moonlight Sonata makes people want to get up and dance…a hundred years ago!) and we got junk food on the way home (fyy dollah hollah! shakes and fries!). It started snowing on the way home home. Side note, hooray for wearing my bridesmaid’s dress more than once! It has pockets!
