This year brought the Spectre and another James Bond party to celebrate my very favorite person on earth. Break out the champagne and tuxedos - it's time to party!
Bar? Check! Finger food? Check! And, yes, there was Chick-Fil-A |
Vesper martini anyone? |
Shaken, not stirred |
We ate, we drank, and then we headed to the theater to watch a little Daniel Craig. It was a heck of a night!
The best part? Walking through the theater in all our black tie regalia and having every second person stop us and ask what was going on. Our answer every time? James Bond.
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