Last Night

I totally broke out the Club Monaco Sparkle Shorts. I couldn’t wait for the whole tan thing to happen (no worries, though – by now my feet and various patches around my torso area are a lovely lobster-red).

They came in handy for the steel-drum-infused karaoke version of Shaggy’s “It Wasn’t Me” (it also wasn’t me singing, which is a good thing).

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