She was the bitch, she was the bride, she was the boss!

I'm such a wallflower.
A homebody.
Always have been -- and it's really sort of sad.
Last night at 51 Wharf for Anna's bachelorette party was a lot of fun! I don't think I've ever hung out with the magazine girls outside of the office, so it was great to finally let my hair down, put my face on so to speak and put on a shirt that WASN'T a t-shirt or jeans.

You go the future Mrs. DiLuca [she's getting married on 10.10.10 in Portland].