My feet hurt. The heels I wore to the Masquerade were high, and I was tall in them and wobbly. Michele was in heels, too, and Chris in blue patent leather loafers. We ate and chatted and left early, walking in the rain
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Chez Zee. Just us fam, sans Dad who had a gig. I curled my hair for the first time ever, it was big and exciting but the curls dropped long before the NYE ball did. Pix are ( here )
Just got a link to the tukong camp professional photographer's website. There were hundreds and hundreds of pictures, but behind the cut are the ones I liked most.