Girls! Girls! Girls!

I just got back from a fun afternoon of Viva prep with the girls. In the weeks preceding our vacation we've alternately joined together at each other's houses to review wardrobe choices and advise on shoe choices and accessories. Today was the last get together before the trip next week. We all met at Megan's new house (gorgeous place!) and hung out for a few hours eating her food and borrowing her stuff.

After an afternoon of outfit review, we went down to Northglenn for a bit of shopping and to find some last minute items for the "big show". Alison went home and the remainder of us girls went for a light dinner at Cinzetti's. In case you don't know, that place is a GIANT Italian buffet. It's not THAT bad, although we had to make a special request for a salad that didn't contain MEAT, and I ate some potatoes that may have had a piece of sausage in them. Blargh.

As we sat finishing up our desserts we chatted about movies and the conversation led to the observation of ways that old movies used to give you the IDEA that the characters were having sex, but not show ACTUAL people in bed. Fireworks, volcanoes erupting, buses pulling into garages... I was talking about The Children's Hour and how they barely refer to the so-called love affair between Shirley Maclaine and Audrey Hepburn. We decided that the best euphemism would be a black and white shot of two donuts bumping together in slow motion, powdered sugar flying into the air. The conversation then turned really raunchy with discussions of cannoli and chocolate donuts which makes me REALLY glad these people are my friends. The back of my head hurts from laughing so hard. VEGAS is going to be a freaking BLAST.