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me10
!prom7
grant6
emma4
!105 bowery2
!dressed up2
leigh2
!misshapes2
!new years eve2
!prom poses2
sarah2
!awkward1
!beach1
!birthday1
!coldlamp1
crazy jen1
!dance1
geronimo1
!hat1
jeff m1

tuxedo — Crazy Jen will always be the party wildcard.

tuxedo — Found a few other random memories, including this photo from when I went to Basking Ridge's senior prom with Jen Perkins....

tuxedo — Snappy.

tuxedo — And there was Gatsby himself. Per our host's request, we made it down to the parking lot by 9:30 sharp...

tuxedo — Hahaha. Oh man, at least once a day I stop and ask myself: What's wrong with me?

tuxedo — And...Voila! Check me out all cleaned up and ready to hit the party! Hahaha

tuxedo — And me? Why yes, that is, a Pierre Cardin tuxedo! Thank you for noticing! (Er, it's not really. That was just the first fancy-sounding name-brand that popped into my head. Which probably just made you realize that despite living in NYC and half of my friends working in something "fashion related," my knowledge of the fashion world comes from Bret Easton Ellis novels set in the 80s).

tuxedo — Meredith and me with our matching hair.

tuxedo — "What's that you say? Ruffled shirts turn you on?"

tuxedo — ...MisShapes. Hahah.

tuxedo — Roddy, Sarah and me.

tuxedo — Shhhhh! Ruffles!

tuxedo — Then, back at my parents house, my brother and his girlfriend dug up my freshman year choir portrait. What's up, 1990 in the house? How much do you love my mullet complete with undershaved sides? Ouch.

tuxedo — His "Footloose" footwork had all the girls looking for their turn. Aw, yeah...

tuxedo — Some stranger (who bears a creepy resemblance to face painted on the side of the old "Tunnel of Love" amusement building in Asbury Park, NJ...look below, see?), Emma, Grant & JimJazz.

tuxedo — Muh-muh-muh-muh-muh-my Sharona! Grant does the pigeon across the dance floor!

tuxedo — Here's the real couple posing...

tuxedo — We ended up getting stuck on the ridiculously hot subway platform for over an hour! Then, making matters worse, the subway kept stopping! It took us almost two hours just to get from Manhattan to Brooklyn.

tuxedo — And here's me stepping in, the Impostor Pseudo Date!

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