Dressed up
The dinner was very nice. I drank. He did not. I danced. He did not. Hm...
posted by suzanne @ 6:04 PM
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Flying Triangle
Don't get any ideas.
Monday, June 02, 2008
The "flying triangle" was my grandfather's cattle brand.
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6 Comments:
Looking Good!
How sweet!
Very nice. Did you dance in those heels? I recently danced for at least two hours in heels and felt it for at leat 2 weeks!
What was your dancing occasion, Kamala?
Friend's 50th birthday party.
Yes, I did dance in those heels, and it was painful for a couple of days. What we do for fashion.
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