The cocktail party was thrown, drinks were flowing, laughs were had. Our new apartment's inaugural gathering was cozy and lovely.
Chuck proved himself the best boyfriend any girl could have, and there is nobody who can debate me on this. Dude managed to pull two perfect quiches, a gorgeous pumpkin bread for dessert, and had beef tenderloin on the grill while I distracted guests with cocktails.
True to my new calling as a drink master, I spent the whole night mixing drinks and asking guests if I could refill their martini glasses. My contributions to the cocktail party conversation included the intricacies of breeding fighting fish and the oft-misunderstood lives of tapeworms.
Few photos were taken, which I regret. But I love the few that were captured anyway (thank you again to the best boyfriend a girl could have):
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