No Sex in the Champagne Room

To be honest, Lanai kind of scared me away the last time I was there for the new Learning Secrets monthly. Mostly because there was definitely 2 too many black cowboy hats and they were not on top of Rusty-Spurs-esque gay men. Also, getting hit on by a couple too many men who looked like they could've been my elementary school gym coach was frightening. However, the location itself is divine and I think it'd be a great place to hang out if only more friends were there and less 6th street bar-hoppers.

It looks like they are trying to recruit party-throwers that you and I would be familiar with recently, because low and behold it appears that WildLife is going to have a weekly spot.

That just reminds me of "No Sex in the Champagne Room." Hence, my blog title.

Anyway, I was reading The Year of Living Thriftily's blog and it got me thinking I could use a new bathing suit. I adore my Rampage houndstooth one-piece, but I absolutely want a high-waisted black two-piece number. Please, please, please let me get what I want.

More posts later, once I'm done with my oral presentation. I feel summer creepin' in, guys.