Good luck! I wish I was going! I'd love to know how it went.
I went! That means I'm cool! Finally! I've waited 36 years to be cool.
That event never disappoints! And now we have a couple of ideas to try out for ourselves!
Holy cats. You took the kids? Those aisles were SO NARROW. I have to laugh about what Beth said - that's the way we come away from the bazaar (which, by the way, means we're cool, too - we were there by 9:10 the first night - which I will NEVER do again. Oh, MY GOSH, it was a madhouse, and they were playing this wretched techno music so loud you couldn't hear what the person next to you was saying - like, yeah, women who shop for button rings and tin can night lights are into techno- This girl behind us was sidling through the mile long line carrying two drinks and said, "Wow. This is my first clubbing experience."But the next day was cool - they played jazz. Ginna-sax jazz. I spent more then.
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