
Any party in which people bring their wine onto the dance floor is, by definition, a good party. Also, I enjoy the The Hutch appears to be doing The Locomotion.

NOW the Hutch is doing the Arsenio Hall. Also: now I am in love with the Hutch. This is also the point at this party where the Tiz began regretting not wearing a short dress. For ease of motion!

This is the picture from the party where the two (ALLEGEDLY) drunk girls, who have just used the same lipstick in the bathroom, embrace and then talk about how much they love each other. I have several of those pictures from back in the day, as well. Ah, youth. But I have to give them props for looking, seriously, REALLY CUTE in this picture, even though they've clearly been dancing all night and are probably all sweaty and tired. Aw. I might love them now.

And honestly, both of those dresses are really cute. Nicely played, girls. Confidential to the Hutch: if you're untucking your shirt, you're allowed to take off your bow tie, too. It's a little known rule.
