Last Friday night in the city, my girlfriend rang in her 24th birthday with a night we were
surely to may or may not remember. We threw on our highest heels and sexiest skirts, ditched the men, and headed out for pampering, dinner, and dancing.
The night began at DryBar in Murray Hill, where we sipped white wine, gossiped, and watched chick flicks while professionals blew out our locks into bouncy, shiny curls. We all chose the Cosmo-Tai: big, sexy, loose curls with loads of volume. None of us could complain at the service or the outcome:
On a bit of a budget, I decided to recycle my New Year’s Eve outfit from last year: a leather and chain fringe skirt and drapey gold top. My beautiful counterparts opted for LBDs.