Another weekend has come and gone, with this one extra long thanks to Labor Day; a holiday that stands for who knows what. I'll have to google that.
Friday saw me at a house party a few blocks away from my house. It was a housewarming held by my friend's coworker, Rich, whose brand-new apartment is perfect for parties as he has no furniture yet.
Rich
It was at LEAST 90 degrees in that place. On an already warm evening, shoebox-small Manhattan apartments trap heat like nobodies business, and this place was no exception. We got to the party a little early so at first it was doable, but as more bodies showed up, I quickly took refuge on the floor.
Touch this fan and you're losing an arm
Shorts, a white tee, and sneakers did me well for the casual party. I think I might have actually spontaneously combusted if I had on pants or piles of accessories.
By the end of the night, the drinks were flowing, people were dancing, and I was alternating between sitting on a speaker and perching literally on top of the fan. It was a perfect summer event.
Jess and Rich
Loved her outfit
Stef!
Santana
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