My Inner Party Girl

Hi my name is Illegal Blonde and I'm a closet party girl. Ok, so I used to be one. You know that go out at 10:30 pm, in some combo of short skirt, or low cut top, drinking oh so bad for you high in sugar drinks and waking up the next morning regretting the 2am taquito, party girl. But then I went to law school. And I know you have heard the stories of law school kids gone bad, but I was not that girl. I was 25 when I started law school, and I was honestly over the party scene. Sure I ventured out a few nights,  but law school was more a job for me than just what I did after undergrad. So, sometimes I feel like life ended at 1L.

So, needless to say I was a tad excited for a night out. I'm pretty sure my last night out was my wedding reception. Seriously, how sad is that? But between buying a house, studying for the bar, and then beginning my job, I have been tired. 9-10 hour days make me want to curl up and sleep on the weekends. So I was kind of excited when we were invited for a birthday dinner and outing for a friend. And then I realized, I have the wardrobe of an old lady. Ok, so may not grandma, but when you work in the law world your wardrobe has more suits and slacks than body hugging skirts and dresses. So after obsessing over what I would wear because let's face it, my closet does not compare to the wives of his friends (i'm a lil jealous of theirs..) we were off!

I was back in my element. The 22 year old in me was beaming from ear to ear! A few mambo taxis later and I was great! I mean I only made like 3 law jokes that no one got and only noticed like 2 potential lawsuits as I walked into the club. But there I was dancing the night away! To say I needed this was an understatement.

I wish I could say we stayed and closed the joint down, but alas no. Although we were in bed and snuggled up by 1, we had a blast! I have not laughed, cried, and shaken my toosh in a long time. This little lawyer let go! Now, off to breakfast to recoup. Happy Sunday Funday all! ~The Illegal Blonde