My Last Walk of Shame

Urban Dictionary defines WALK OF SHAME as

1. n.: after spending the night at a member of the opposite sex's house, having to walk home in the morning looking trashy, romped and hungover.
2. n:  In college, when you hook up with someone the night before and you have to walk all the way across campus all dishevelled the next morning, in the same clothes.
3. When a woman leaves the home of a man(quite possibly one she met the night before) in the early morning hours; hair sticking out in all directions, makeup half gone, with her undies in a pocket or her purse.

Don't get all shocked, but this is something I've done before..  maybe once or twice. 
The last time I experienced such a thing was on today's date and after the best party of my life.  Coincidentally, it was also one that I planned and hosted.   Not to brag, but it was a hell of a party. In fact, there are some people who are STILL talking about it.  ahem..
 
Upon leaving the festivities, I found myself in a hotel room and not just ANY hotel room either.  I was with the hottest guy from the night before.  In fact, I only invited him with the hopes that I would leave with him at the end of the night. When  I woke up the next morning, I began looking for clothes to put on.. ANY clothes.  As you can imagine, I found none.  The bag I packed was no where to be seen.  Later, I learned that someone else grabbed it instead of putting in my car. 
 

I did what any girl in the situtaion would do; I put on the clothes I partied in the night before.  And walked out of the hotel room,  down the elevator, through the lobby and to my car.   I admit,  there were some stares, snickers, waves.  I even think a few people cheered as I passed. 

 

And before you think I'm a total tart.. here's a picture a photographer snapped of me & the cute guy I was talking about during the fab party..    It's also the same outfit I wore on my very last walk of shame..  and one of my favorite birthdays EVER.

 

 

 

Happy Birthday to me!