Drinks with the Gaucher's pre-Prom. We got to the hotel where the dance was held a little early, so decided a pre-drink was in order. It was a nice way to start the night...
This is Meghan. She needs to be more like me. I wear flats. Her flats actually, because mine aren't nice enough for the Prom. But still. She needs to be more like me. My feet didn't hurt at all. (Thanks for letting me borrow them by the way!)
We missed Sara. She punked out on us. Whatever. Our dinner group moped around the ballroom all night long. I'm still scarred. By the way, we are never taking a sad picture again...it's so unbecoming and not worth it for someone who totally ditched us. Whatever.

1 comment:
hahahahaha! I love that my feet made it on the blog!
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