Dance Party for One

It’s Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiday!

For those of you who know me, well, then you will appreciate why this little gem made my entire weekend.  COULD. BE. ME.  Smoke, bubbles, flailing arms and awkward legs.  Fantastic.

For anyone who has had the pleasure of a mrs. V dance party of one experience, you know that I approach mine with equal zeal but instead of ending with a cheeky smile and nose wipe, mine tend to end up somewhere on the ground in peels of laughter and torn pants.

Go get your own dance party groove on.  The best parties are for one…

kisses, mrs. V

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