Party Like It’s 1999
I was dreamin' when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray.
Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I only want you to have some fun.
Sonance did something on Friday. They called it Ultraviolet. They promised purple lights and feral bass. I could do purple. I can do anything. That's not exactly the selling point. No, it was the feral part that got me. Obviously.
That's how you lure me in and keep me. Not that Sonance has to work very hard these days, but still. I like to be wooed like the next girl. People always assume that when you're like me you've already got everything you could possibly want, but trust me, make an effort and my legs start reenacting the Gates of Babylon.
Metaphorically.
...Mostly.
But you're not here for any of that. I know how this works. You probably skipped straight to the pictures and only came back because you're wondering whether I actually wrote a last paragraph. You’re here to see who showed up, who left together, what everyone was wearing and maybe steal an outfit idea or two. I understand and I support this behavior. I'm generous like that.
So... purple.
I like purple. It's one of those colors that isn't everywhere, yet every single time I wear it I end up wondering why I don't do it more often, because I look absolutely amazing in it. Then again, I have that with most things hanging in my wardrobe. Humility, as you might have figured by now, doesn't have a hanger in there.
You may also have noticed I'm riding a bit of a high today. My confidence is somewhere in low Earth orbit. You'll probably say, "Well, duh, Doreen. If I looked like you, mine would be too." Maybe.
But this one feels different. I think it's because I mixed from Opie and Markus in a way that has this nice side-effect. Or perhaps ultraviolet lighting does magical things to a girl's ego. Anyway... I won't keep you from the photos any longer. Scroll at your own pace. Admire the outfits, judge the looks and see that my camera loves purple too.
That's probably why we're such good friends.
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