
I read somewhere that Thursday is the new Friday. Just in case that’s true, let’s talk about our weekend plans.
There was a brief time between 1997 and 2000 when I worried about solid Friday and Saturday night plans, out of the house, out on the town, likely in uncomfortable shoe choices with an aggressive amount of eye liner. Those days are now few and far between, and with age comes much more expensive, far comfortable shoes.
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