As usual, me and Bretony never have solid plans when we meet up. We kind of just… go with the flow or go on our own little dummy missions. Which is what I love about her. Our night started off with drinks at Applebees in Times Square but neither of us were satisfied with that and wanted more, so we somehow made our way to dinner at Juliet which quickly went from supper to a club. I know a lot of clubs are restaurants by day but I’ve never seen the tranformation happen. It’s smooth! Anyway, all in all, we had a good night filled with shots, lapdances, subway adventures and breaking day after swearing we weren’t going to stay out. Don’t mind our regular ass attire; we had no idea we were going to end up at a club. So long New York.

As always, you can find more on my flickr.

Au revoir, monsieur soleil. Farewell! So long, bye-bye. Sayonara!