Lonestar.

Saturday, September 10, 2011
Despite our best efforts to get to Austin at a reasonable hour (hey, we even got our beignets to go!), Alex and I didn't pull into town until well after sundown. (I had to cheat and take these pics this morning.) I guess we could blame our tardiness on our early dinner stop in Houston. We met up with Alex's college buddy at Beavers, for some meat. Country fried steak never tasted so good!Our host, Alex, promptly escorted us down to 6th Street for Old Fashioneds at a Speakeasy. We rocked out to some psuedo-Gypsy Klezmer tunes before hiking down to the Colorado River for some evening views. The best views, however, were of the trashy bars and clubs along North 6th. Neither Alex nor I expected Austin to sport such a hoppin' scene.



It was hotter'n'hell, and even my light vintage silk dress couldn't keep me cool. I felt super cool in my actual Dolce Vita nude wedges, and waist-defining belt.

My squirrel on a chain kept me company when the boys' conversation turned to jazz... again.

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