Just to help get me out of that funk I looked for the naughtiest go-go outfit I could find in my closet. I found this top I had not worn in a year and paired it with just little black hot shorts and knee high boots:
At the Vogue I got to spend time with friends as well as make a couple new ones. And I got compliments on my dancing and how I looked in my outfit, which lifted my spirits and made me feel like I was doing a good job! And most flattering of all some people recognized me from old go-go dancing gigs. One guy told me he recognized me from when I used to go-go dance at Noc Noc, way back when they had go-go dancers. That had to be at least 5 years ago! And another gal at the Vogue says she remembered me from when I used to dance at the Catwalk back in 2003. Wow!
With so many friends out at the club and such great music and so much fun dancing, it was a great night! The only sad note was that the other go-go dancer took a bit of a stumble down a step and hurt her foot. I need to remember to e-mail her tomorrow and make sure she is okay.