That Time I Was Drunk On A Date Part 1

My friend was hosting a party on the rooftop of the Canary Hotel, and I arrived just as the sun began to set. It was one of those quintessential Santa Barbara evenings; the sunset cast shades of orange and pink and the mountains turned a royal purple. I spotted her by the DJ booth and ran over to give her a hug. “Elizabeth! I’m so glad you’re here,” she said. “You have to meet my fiancé. He’s over by the […]

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