Bond Girl

Went to the James Bond party at Vida tonight. While there were plenty of well-dressed folks (tuxes, suits, gowns, cocktail dresses), there wasn't enough of the "feel" of James Bond. DJ wasn't playing any of the Bond music... not enough memorabilia around to make it feel like we were celebrating the great 007. Other than that, I had a great time! Went with some friends from church - two guys and another gal. We danced up a storm and had a blast. One of the guys... he's nice, but has something of a drinking problem. I don't think he's a bad guy or a jerk, but he has some room to grow in that arena. He had kindasorta hooked up with the other girl last week, but she's not feeling it now. I feel kind of bad for him, as I know he's a good guy. But he's just not quite her style, I think. I hope he doesn't take it all personally. I was the freakin' bomb, though. I looked fabulous, wore the knockout outfit from New Year's Eve (the little black dress) and some nice high heels. The other guy knows a bit of ballroom and we cut some serious rug in there. He's also quite the hottie at 6'5" and pretty cute. It felt good to go out, look smashing, and dance. Shake it, don't stir!