With the exception of the other week when I spontaneously went out with Kick Kat for an hour, I haven't been to a club in two months.
Tonight I went out -- tonight we, a group of my friends, boxers, and training buddies, went out.
We went to Everleigh.
I didn't know what to wear so I took several pictures of various outfits and messaged them to a friend, asking him for his pick on what I should wear. I'm not very experienced with make-up beyond slapping some foundation on my face and doing my lashes so I watched some You Tube videos on how to do proper eye shadow techniques. I always feel like every other girl has mastered how to do a picture perfect smokey eye and I'm over here looking like a 5 year old who so mischievously dipped her inexperienced fingers in her mom's make-up cabinet.
Turns out I have "hooded eyes", interesting to note. Definitely explained why my make-up doesn't look the same on me as it does on those gals on Pinterest.
I wouldn't say I've mastered a smokey eye but I definitely mastered believing that I had... hahaha. So with my smokey eyes, face full of more make-up on than I'd ever normally wear, and sporting a dress that looked more like body paint than an actual dress, I strutted out of my apartment and headed downtown to meet up with my friends.
A night out on the town is always joined by a morning of good eats and tonight was no different. After we left the club My Boy J and I split from the group and headed out in search of some food; a place to get deep into conversation. I didn't go to my usual post party breakfast place but instead opted for a good old slice of pizza loaded with olives, feta cheese and roasted red peppers, and a blob of ketchup on the side for dipping.
Yes, I dip my pizza in ketchup.
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