From the sound of it, there were more than a few bloggers who weren't feeling too swell after our outing at the Hotel Fig on Thursday night.
I was not one of them.
I woke up Friday morning a little dehydrated, declared that we needed some sort of greasy breakfast concoction (which ended up being a breakfast sandwich from Starbucks) and then we were on the road to Vegas. Which leads me to believe one of two things:
1. Champagne runs through my veins.
photo by Dan Spisak
2. I should probably take a break from treating alcohol as a food group.
Photo by Summer.
Speaking of photos...
Will and I are going to be in need of someone of the somewhat professional or fabulous amateur variety to take our photos for the Hot Blogger Calendar. What's the upside? You get to meet us! Wait, that might be a downside. Mmmkay, you get your photo, avec credit of course, in a calendar that's been burning up the blogosphere.
It's not a couples' photo (nor is it a naked one, although I'm only speaking for me) but I've got an idea for a similar theme (Detectives, anyone?) I've got more information, but that can be discussed via email (see that link up on the left that says "email me?" Click that.) We need it done in the next 4-5 weeks, so time is most definitely not on our side.
If you're a stylist or a makeup or hair person and are dying to practice on someone, we could use one of those, too. Although the only thing we've got to offer is our undying love and gratitude, and that's about as useful to you as a government bailout.
