simply sara

“You’re dying to dance with me….I can just tell.”

Dying to dance with you? Tell me, what gave you that idea, sir? Maybe it’s the frosty look I have plastered all over my face. Or, I know—this oversized t-shirt I’m sporting must be giving off that “Please grind on my ass ASAP” vibe. Or perhaps it’s that WEDDING RING I’m wearing! Seriously….

After spending the evening here, it’s official — I’m a sour old lady.

(With that said, it’s a really sweet place. Just touch a screen and champagne arrives? Yes, please.)