Katch, Me, Miss Poola(MVP's on the dance floor...actually that award might go to Bunker and his crew)
Come on...that just looks cool...admit it!
So maybe I was begged to do a little table top tappin' and some lap dance leapin' (forced I tell you...forced!)
That's what I tell people when they like to point out my translucent skin! Perhaps you would think I'd be a bit worried about going to an all white-wearing birthday bash for Jon Moff.'s 30th? Perhaps I'd become invisible with the white on white??? Not so my friends. Orange tan (Mystic) to the rescue. It's my summer regimen...although I still haven't managed to get it quite right yet this season. However, splotches, streaks, and all...I love me some orange.
So... tanned and ready to dance - a sea of whited-out, decked-out 20 somethings gathered aboard The Yacht and made our way to the dance floor. And we never left...
