Last night, I found myself at Club Diablo for a Cockabilly Carnival of sorts. To think the original plan was Shakespeare in the Park to see the all female cast of MacBeth!
Thankfully, Magic Joelle Ball picked the perfect event for the evening. BFF thinks I should start a weekly “Joelle Picks What to Do in Buffalo from Philadelphia” feature on All Things Jennifer. Sounds promising. Somehow this woman just KNOWS what event is gonna kick serious ass. Of course, when you are a rockstar with never-ending personality, sass, brains and looks it is rather easy to always have an excellent time.
Quite a handful…
Anyone who encourages me to wear pigtails…is a friend to have!
Rockin the pigtails. And a skull hair piece that I chose to wear as a pin . Rest of the outfit? A black tiered ruffle dress along with fluer-de-lis stockings and my new damask print Keds.
Sassy, perhaps. But what am I supposed to wear to a COCKABILLY SHOW at Club Diablo? I thought my flowery peasant sundress with thigh highs and garters but opted for the simple black. I did have a white blouse on while at dinner however as soon as after dinner drinking began, shirt off. (That’s what she said?)
Joelle made it to the front of the stage, in true Joelle form and rocked out all night. I made it to the corner seat at the bar where I thought about rocking out until I decided to engage in conversation with a man in black who apparently likes to wear bow-ties, but by chance did not have one on that night. Yep, my pheromones can hunt down a bow-tie loving man from miles away, even at Club Diablo!
Ah, what a night. Early morning. Whatever. I haven’t had a night out like that in a long, long, long, long time. I think it might be good that Ms. Joelle lives so far away, I would never be able to keep up with her.
Good times. Good friends. Good smelling cheap body wash.