One moment, you're sitting at your favorite little piano bar down on Freemont East (Don't Tell Mama!) talking to your favorite bartender, Phil. You're enjoying the sounds of the talented staff while slowly sipping on your favorite cocktail.The next you know it, you're inside the Beauty Bar with some of your oldest friends surrounded by hipsters on rollerskates, having drinks spilt on your new dress and you're getting pulled into a professionally set-up photobooth.
These my friends, are Saturday Night Shenanigans. And these moments are what my 20's are all about.
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Ah, my 20s. They're like an ex boyfriend who treated you like crap but had a large unit. You can't wait to get rid of 'em but miss dearly when they're gone.
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