So I spent last Friday night having a romantic dinner...with my dad at a fantastic Japanese restaurant near Copthorne King. Followed by drinks at a cafe nearby with live music. Nothing fancy, just carrot juice. It seemed like a quiet night, only it turned out to be just a little more exciting after hours.
We went to MOVIDA!
More pics coming.
Early in the night. Still relatively matte.
Dali says: "I hate MOVIDA Drinks" (black label on the rocks...didn't quite taste the same.
2 AM. All greasy but having a blast on the dance floor.
Sweating like a pig. (My face is a circle)
Pooped!
-FIN-
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