For a night club? On Halloween we went to a club in South Beach (Miami FL) called Wall in the W Hotel. We were invited by friends for their son’s 21st birthday. How was it? I thought I would die. DIE. At first, not so bad. Not too busy and music not terrible. Then at about 12:30 AM … the bass reverberated through my ENTIRE BODY and I had a massive panic attack. Then people started to flow in. I was near tears. We left … Mini Me’s (she’s 22) feet hurt so bad she took her shoes off but we had to walk home the 6 blocks b/c no cabs. Which she did barefoot. I had hubby’s jacket wrapped around me and I was hugging my bottle of water like it was a stuffed animal. I’m so pathetic!
I’m not even convinced I could have handled it when I was 20!
A our night at the club for Halloween, me, Mini-Me, and Hubby. I DID enjoy dressing up!
So … am I an old fuddy duddy?