I decided to treat my husband to a night of strip clubs in San Francisco for his birthday last summer. We’d gone together a few times in the past and always had a fun time. We drove to the city and checked in to our North Beach hotel late Saturday afternoon. I always associate this neighborhood with Italian restaurants and strip clubs. After dinner, we did what any frisky couple would do… take a 3 hour nap!
We wake up around 9pm, a little disoriented, but ready to go out. I wore a navy blue, short, cherry print dress with a V neckline paired with crimson mary-jane heels. Husband wore a checkered button down shirt with grey pants instead of his normal jeans/t-shirt combo. I gotta say, we were looking pretty good. We headed to a bar close by which filled me with nostalgia because I realized I’d been drunk there with my sister and her friends, like, 10 years ago. We get beers and I start to wake-up and feel the weekend vibe.