Last Friday I knew that my coworkers were going to take me somewhere to celebrate the fact that I’m getting married. A mini-bachelorette party, if you will. I also knew that they wouldn’t dare take me to a strip club, or make me do anything embarrassing, so I went to work that day assuming we’d be headed to dinner and a mani-pedi session afterwards. Which is why when I walked into The Can Can, I was wearing an ivory cardigan, pearls, jeans and a checkered shirt. In a nutshell, all of the preppiest things I own.
Regardless of all the stares I got from the other scantily clad guests who could have easily been a part of the show, I had such a good time. We had dinner and drinks right next to the stage, and believe me when I tell you that it was incredibly entertaining. The performers are ripped. And boy can they dance.
Quote of the night: “Those dancers make me want to re-think the snack drawer”.