I just realized I forgot to post my fabulous outfit from the weekend. I got it a while back, and totally forgot about it. I actually got it in the wrong size. The reviews said the skirt runs small, so I should have gone up a size. No matter, it’s nothing that an opaque pair of tights or leggings can’t solve. So I finally wore my fabulous feather skirt to my friends birthday party. It was a fun time. My gift of a glowing cat lamp, and a book titled “How to Talk to Your Cat About Gun Safety” were big hits. But Andy stole my gift idea, and shipped a copy of the book to his friend too. His friend got a kick out of it.
We all enjoyed a yummy dinner at Golden Temple. Then we made our way to the Mos Eisley cantina (that’s what I call it anyway). It’s the bar area with a dance floor. The DJ was a friend of one of the party-goers so he played all our requests, which was good. The kitty lamp also made an appearance on the dance floor. The moral of this blog post is to not wear a feather skirt to a bar. People will pat your bottom! 😉