Do you ever wonder what people acted like before they grew up? Attend a holiday party of the rich and/or generally successful, and witness their inner fratboy/sorority girl emerge*. Especially a holiday party in a wealthy city in Connecticut. The travesty that unfolds before your eyes will never be un-seen. More to come, but holy hell, marriage rings must not mean much anymore. Wow. In other news the first true glorious snowfall has blessed us with winter beauty, and a treacherous drive home.
...the only good thing about winter...
*You know its a good party when some cougar grinds on you, only to be stolen away by her husband…then she come back…repeatedly.
