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About: Caitlin, sometimes Cat. 22. Allergic to cats.

Current events, Arrested Development, Breaking Bad, It's Always Sunny, Musical Theatre, Lindy Hop, Sleep No More (five times and counting), pinup and vintage fashion, so essentially just another personality blog.

“When you are dancing with your partner, for that two and a half minutes, you are in love with each other. You’re corresponding with each other by the moves that you make. It’s a love affair, between you and your partner and the music. You feel the music, you feel your partner, she feels you and she feels the music. So there the three of you are together. You’ve got a triangle, you know. Which one do you love best?”

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this really is what adulthood is like

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Every time I’m in the city and I do a double, one night is SPECTACULAR. And the other night is shit.

Never fails.

At least I got the Danvers 1:1 which was creepy as SHIT. I don’t know her name but she was the oldest Campbell I’ve seen. I did not want to drink her milk (phrasing!).

And tonight was the first time I’ve seen Banquo’s luggage solo, which was gorgeous, btw.

Even a bad night in the McKittrick is a good one. Free absinthe is always delightful.

I don’t ever want to leave.

I don’t ever want to leave.

Recap from my phone because I can’t from my computer. Spent the afternoon with theolderthebetter and some really great pizza at Gallow Green which I’m convinced is beautiful all the the time no matter what the weather is like. So into the show where I immediately received Lady MacDuff’s 1:1 for the first time. Don’t think another human has cared for me so much in my entire lifetime. Immediately after I ran to the rave, and was forced to drink tears by Elizabeth’s Hecate. Mind you, I adore the Porter and getting this 1:1 felt like a betrayal, sinceA. I would never willingly hurt the Porter B. I knew from the second I walked I to Will and gave him her note, I wasn’t going to get his 1:1 Ten minutes later, knowing I wasn’t ever going to find the ring on this trip (maybe Saturday, I have ideas) I stumbled upon the Porter and Boy Witch phone booth duet. Where my apologetic body language was rewarded with Will’s Porter 1:1. Ridiculous. Still can’t believed that happened AGAIN. Not complaining. Immediately after, I skipped to the bar giddy, downed my second McKittrick gin gimlet and spent the next half hour with Anabella. She knew I was timid, and she knew I lied to her about my wishes, but she helped me brew a delicious potion I refuse to take off for the next three days. She read my cards impeccably and read me like a book. Thank god she was distracted and I had time to wipe my tears: she said everything I needed to hear. Duncan’s walkout at the end of the night. I’ve said it before, maybe not in so many words, but the hotel knows. The McKittrick knows what you need and provides if you’re willing to be vulnerable enough to seek its help. That and if Max calls me stunning one more time, I might melt into the floorboards and you might never see me again.

Recap from my phone because I can’t from my computer.

Spent the afternoon with theolderthebetter and some really great pizza at Gallow Green which I’m convinced is beautiful all the the time no matter what the weather is like.

So into the show where I immediately received Lady MacDuff’s 1:1 for the first time. Don’t think another human has cared for me so much in my entire lifetime.

Immediately after I ran to the rave, and was forced to drink tears by Elizabeth’s Hecate. Mind you, I adore the Porter and getting this 1:1 felt like a betrayal, since
A. I would never willingly hurt the Porter
B. I knew from the second I walked I to Will and gave him her note, I wasn’t going to get his 1:1

Ten minutes later, knowing I wasn’t ever going to find the ring on this trip (maybe Saturday, I have ideas) I stumbled upon the Porter and Boy Witch phone booth duet. Where my apologetic body language was rewarded with Will’s Porter 1:1. Ridiculous. Still can’t believed that happened AGAIN. Not complaining.
Immediately after, I skipped to the bar giddy, downed my second McKittrick gin gimlet and spent the next half hour with Anabella. She knew I was timid, and she knew I lied to her about my wishes, but she helped me brew a delicious potion I refuse to take off for the next three days. She read my cards impeccably and read me like a book. Thank god she was distracted and I had time to wipe my tears: she said everything I needed to hear.

Duncan’s walkout at the end of the night.

I’ve said it before, maybe not in so many words, but the hotel knows. The McKittrick knows what you need and provides if you’re willing to be vulnerable enough to seek its help.

That and if Max calls me stunning one more time, I might melt into the floorboards and you might never see me again.

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