While most everyone was totally gassed up for this event, some people in the audience were just plain unhip; this one older woman was literally sitting on the catwalk, taking up space where most any other woman would rather stand in to hopefully get a faceful of El Vez’s crotch. But her wet blanket failed to ruin my good time. I’m exhausted, and my face still hurts from smiling. It was everything I needed to get into the Navidad spirit.
Maybe I was just tired and careless this morning or maybe I need to stop counting my blessings. I was just noticing how nice my nails were and how pretty they made my hands look yesterday. Then I broke one this morning. Damn.