Hookah Hollah

got a random phone call yesterday from my Bakersfield bestie. she's been up working hard in the bay but got in last night. 'salsa at flame & skewers?'

hell yeah.

we grabbed a couple drinks at VIP next door and played the catch up game. early on in the evening, a drunk woman at the end of the bar overheard our talk regarding her sister's recent boob job. this of course prompted miss eavesdropper mcdrunkie to show off her own set of enhanced breastsesess. and of course looking isn't enough, she insisted we each come over and try 'me out. gotta admit, she had a great surgeon.

of course it's hard to top a night that starts with a random rack groping... but we still had salsa ahead of us. add some hip hop, a little break dancing, and oh yeah, a ton of hookah and lots more girl talk, and I think you could call the night a huge success.

holler.

found a full length mirror in the baño ... I was gone a minute.

I couldn't quite get smoke rings but I got off a couple really good smoke balls. baby steps!

smoke bubble maker! too neat.

black lights are fun when you're a blonde!

this is my intense face. as in, i am having an intensely good time right now. intense.

my super cute striped & lace top is "Ciel Bleu" from DDs - it's not just for mexicans anymore
scarf from the east hills mall. don't ask me where, it was forever ago.

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