Last night I actually was a party bouncer. Well one party, one bar – two different groups but I made the best of a Saturday out in Seattle.
Sitting outside of Black Bottle, eating, drinking and being all around merry I was able to do one of my favorite activities – people watch. The parade was long and it contained all kinds of people heading for their big night on the town.
But now I have a question or two … what is with all the Belltown Bitches holding hands as they skip down the street? Why? Are they afraid they’re going to lose themselves on the sidewalks of Seattle?
Second, dress length. Personally I wear a lot of short dresses because my legs are well toned, but I’ve never mistakenly thought that a long shirt could be worn as a dress. It was like getting the reverse crack shot, up instead of down. It was not pretty.
CW
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