So when you are one of just a few white people at a mostly-black event, you get a totally different view of racism. Now don't get me wrong, no one there was racist towards us; in fact almost everyone was quite friendly. But it put me into the shoes of some of my black friends when they come to my house or to an event where they are the minority. We were definitely the minority and it felt weird. Luckily, we had a few drinks and everything was just fine.
But in any case, here are some pics:
Here is my friend, the hostess of the event (yep, those are Gucci sunglasses).
Us having dinner. Ah, the BEST macaroni and cheese you ever had in your life. And you can kinda see my dark hair - I will try to get a better pic up tomorrow.
Yep, there's my kid in the middle of the crazy line dancing. (And Patsy's and my Coach bags, of course).
I have, as of yet, been unsuccessful in posting the video of the concert. Despite the kind help of the lovely Ben Padilla, I am a moron who just cannot for the life of me figure it out. I am lucky I can upload pictures by myself. But trust me, Patsy and I watched them yesterday and were laughing so hard it hurt. So I will keep trying.