we lost our disposable camera of awesome photos. only our pre-gaming photos remain.
The New Year’s Eve LD:
Picked up D&G from the airport. Ate a HUUUGGEEEE lunch at Bill’s place (lining the stomach, we rationalized). Took naps. Started getting ready for NYE. I curled my hair so that it was super duper curly, and D helped me apply fake lashes. We both put glitter everywhere–around our eyes, on our bodies, on our lips. I kind of looked heroin chic with all the black eyeliner I had gobbed around my eyes.
It must have taken us 4 hours to decide on what to wear. D ended up borrowing my sparkly gold top, and I settled for my off-the-shoulder black number with slits in the sleeves, jeans, and orange-y, goldish sandals.
And then, the moment of truth–DJs arrival. He and C had carpooled together from the east bay to our house since C was in Oakland housesitting. I went to greet them at the door, mostly to check to see what C was wearing–and yeah, DJ’s eyes basically fell out of his head. The whole thing was actually pretty awkward. Even though we said our hellos, I could barely make eye contact b/c he was staring so hard.
Everything went as planned–like a “well-oiled machine,” if you will. From 7-730, we ate our pizza (more stomach lining). From about 730-8, we took stupid pictures. From 8-830, we waited for our cab. At 9 pm, as planned, we arrived at Levende Lounge for the “Under the Stars New Years Eve” party.
