Even grad students need to get out sometimes. Here are the girls in all our Saturday night glory: Maya, Hilda, Susannah, Rachel and I.
There was drinking. There was dancing. There was Cyndi Lauper music.
And since this was Club Marcella, there were drag queens. There was a former student doing a little underage drinking. And there were sequins... lots and lots of sequins.
After all, girls (and guys that want to be girls) know that sometimes a sequined Saturday night can cure all that ails you. Well, make that sequins and a few drinks.
Now back to your regular scheduled life. But maybe writing would be a little more fun if we wore sequins while we were all alone in our offices?
Hey, if that 50-year-old shoe salesman can boogie it up in a bad wig, leopard-print stretch dress from the 80s and fishnets, I think we could do a little bit of glitter eye shadow in the library, right?
3 comments:
RAD...speaking as one of the girls who had fun this Saturday night, I can attest to sequins and alcohol as a overall panacea. Birthday cake also seriously helps. (Happy Birthday again Hilda!) Anyway, what a delight to read Leslie's blog instead of trying to write Honorary Degree nomination letters...
Rachel
Um...well, clearly I'm not anonymous...I'm just an incompetent blogging commenter...and hey, in this context, blogging almost sounds like a swear word...
I meant commentator--JEEZ...
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