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Sunday, February 12, 2006

perfection

Aaaaaand....I'm back.

Black dress.
Perfect boots.
Glam accessories.
Dinner out.
Hand holding.
Coat room makeout.
Champange.
Hot sex.

And....a great morning after cuddle.

What more could a girl ask for from a Saturday night in Chicago.

Perfection.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Shea said...

I. Am. So. Jealous.

Sounds fabulous, you lucky girl you!

11:58 PM

 
Anonymous Kat said...

Shea said exactly what I was going to: I am so jealous. I need to find a guy to take me out to dinner.

7:01 AM

 
Anonymous Jenna said...

You go girl!!

6:55 PM

 
Blogger Amy said...

And just for the record, it was a group of friends out to dinner, therefore the sex on the first date rule did not apply (and consequently, was not broken)
:)

10:23 PM

 
Blogger melati said...

rules shmules. live it up!

9:31 AM

 
Blogger Michelle said...

um...there's something wrong with sex on the first date? lol. Way to get back in the saddle. Michael who?

11:12 AM

 

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