The Couture Chronicles

Last night was one of the most wild card yet, fun nights I’ve had in a while. A night I didn’t plan on having, a night I needed convincing to attend.

I had just got back from the gym when I heard the plans for the night and decided why not? It’s fashion week and we could all use a fun night out. I dug through my closet to find something to match the occasion and threw on some eyeliner. We all met up and then hopped on the downtown Q.

We arrived at the venue and met our group at the front. We started with some bubbles and eventually made our way to the main courses. We never actually ordered, but food just kept pouring out of the kitchen. As a picky eater I was skeptical but ended up trying a little of everything.

After dinner it was into a car and onto the next. We arrived at…a bowling alley? I kid you not, I haven’t been bowling since I was maybe 12. I forgot how much fun it actually is. Taking turns knocking down pins and knocking back drinks…just kidding. But I was the winner of the night. In bowling, just to be clear.