OK. I know you planned to go out of town and miss all the biker business. But that fell through, didn’t it? A large part of you wants to stay holed up in your house and avoid the countless bikes/bikers altogether. But, you’ve been saving those pleather leggings for a special occasion, so — if you can’t beat them, why not join them?
I met my husband at BBBQ in 2008; and who’s to say Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now isn’t waiting on the steps of the walton arts center to buy you a chili dog and sweep you off your feet?
To me, this look says, I could really be going anywhere…but I just happened to grace the folks at BBBQ with my presence.