Erasure concerts and the good old days of cross-dressing pop stars and second-hand pot smoke. Sigh...
THE reunion outfit (I hope my hair doesn't look this orange in real life) and I'm realizing now that the black pants would've been far more slimming if only they didn't keep slipping down. This is where you pretend I'm wearing the black pants and tell me how FAB I look.
THE earrings - who doesn't love a little zebra?
THE gals from the old neighborhood. This weekend was so much fun. Thanks to Deann (white sundress) for pulling together the pre-reunion party and to Andrea (third from left) for letting me tag along as my date was at the beach.
How about you - did you go to your 20th?