And you can dance... for inspiration.

1. Listened to Madonna's Immaculate Collection this afternoon whilst in the shower, etc. Seemed to capture the glorious downtown saturday vibe... and definitely a sign that I'm having dancing withdrawal.

Gah! Madonna = Love. The woman is a goddess.

2. Flipped on the television for weather status check (hello mid-march snow!) and delightedly discover that Married to the Mob is on. Well, final scene anyway. Ummmm... hello 80's Madonna fashion at it's Jersey finest!

Rar. Corkscrew curls, oversized headband, and a totally rad turquoise/purple tunic combo. I'm not kidding, I ab-fab-solutely love it.

3. Immediately following? The Birdcage. Hell yes - queens, clubs, manpris, cabana boys, parasols, and South Beach. It's like... the promised land.

Coincidence? I doubt it. The stars are aligned... and all signs point toward drag queens and limousines. (an excellent song, by the by)

Soooo.... just might need to follow our tapas/sangria plans with a heavy dose of gay bar fabulousness, cocktails, and dancing.

Must divine some jazzy retro madge ensemble to wear! Viva 80's chic!