A Bride. A Piano. A Costume Party?

Xtina and I walked out from dinner last night, on our way to the movies down the way on the 16th Street Mall. As I walked out of the establishment and onto the sidewalk, I looked across the way:

“Is she wrapped in plastic? Or is that a bride?” I said.

“That’s a piano” she responded.

We both focused again and walked closer to find that it was, in fact, not a piano… it was a soon-to-be-bride sitting at a piano… seemingly a bachelorette party of some sort… or a costume party… with only one partier wearing a costume…

I then proceeded to consider the state of my eyesight + beer + liquor vs. hers. After the Daniel Boone hat encounter, I was sure MY vision was worse… I’m having to reconsider that now.

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