Saturday Night Fever!

"Shake your groove thang, shake your groove thang, yeah yeah!
Show em how we do it now! Show em how we do it now!
Lets show the world we can dance!....."

Saturday was a night to go down in the history books.
Me, Liz, Holly, and Becky got dressed up in the best 70's clothes this side of disco and headed out to see Bjorn Again, an awesome Abba tribute band. We had so much fun it's hard to even say how much. The word amazing comes to mind....but it was more like the most absolutelyfreakin'fantasticallyamazing night EVER!! EVERRRRR!!!!!

We were the ONLY four people, out of hundreds and hundreds and hundreds, who dressed up. Which we were actually totally cool with...because we worked it...oh yeah...we wore our outfits like they were coming back in style (and they are!) BOO-YAH!

(look how cute! We covered every genre of the 70's )

pssh, Charlie's Angle's got nothing on us!

But we couldn't let our outfits do all the talking...so when that first song came on.....Waterloo, a dancing must, we stood up in our second row seats and started breakin' it down.....oh yeah, breakin' it down....only to be asked to move to the back because we were blocking the good time the people behind us were having sitting down. No worries, and no back for us....that just gave us an excuse to jump down and dance in front of the stage! WOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Us four plus two other women, out of hundreds and hundreds of people, were the only souls dancing. Think we cared? NOPE! Seriously, it's an Abba tribute band playing all of Abba's bests, how do you just sit there!! But, our energy gradually started wearing off on the crowd...because by the end of the night we had that front area packed...kids, teens, dudes, you name it, it was a party!!! A dancing party!! A dancing party to ABBA!!! (is there anything better?!)
I mean we danced and danced and danced and danced, for two hours straight. We shaked it, grooved it, broke it down in ever fashion possible, did every dance possible- I looked over and at one point Becky was doing some kind of crazy kicking dance...so I'm thinkin' we invented some along the way.



The band almost got away without singing Dancing Queen but our group at the front held strong, begged mercilessly for more, me and Becky were banging on the stage at one point, our now not so little front and center group was chanting for more and before we knew it.....the whole crowd erupted into "Dancing Queen! Dancing Queen!", oh no, we were not leaving without our song!...and sure enough they came back out and did an encore of Take a Chance on Me and Dancing Queen. Perfect songs to end the night. Our favs.



(Oh, and I only had one minor wardrobe malfunction when I looked down and noticed my strapless bra shimmied it's way down and was no longer where it should be. Oops! (quick run to the porto potties and we were back in business!)

What a night. It felt so good to be totally uninhibited, and just let loose and have fun, and not care what the hundreds of people behind us were saying and thinking. We came to have a good time, to dance and to sing. And....we totally rocked it!



(totally pooped by the end of the night. All the hours of prep on hair and makeup meant nothing when all was said and done-all our hair went flat, was sweat stuck to our face, Holly and Liz's polyester was kicking in, my lined skirt was kicking in, Becky's boots were kicking in, we were on the verge of collapsing, but it was absolutelyfreakin'fantasticallyamazing!!)