Classafrass

Tonight we moseyed down to Classafrass, which is what I call the Pumps and Pearls Revue at the Townhouse Bar. We even got some No Doubt realness:

And, given my luck, one of her rings came loose and beamed me right in the forehead. Sigh.

I’m still a loyal attendee, but I may have to up my insurance for next week.