Ahhh, Jordan Knight...

So the afterparty...

First, the people watching alone was enough to have made it worth going.
There were definitely several women there that were as old as my mom, a few that were definitely older...and they were rocking NKOTB shirts and enough makeup to rival Carrot Top.

There was one woman who was wearing a prom/bridesmaid dress of turquoise satin. I looked at Ms. J and said, "You know how they said she could wear that bridesmaid dress again? This is the again."

There was one woman that had taken her hair styling cue from The Bride of Frankenstein.

It was a super fun ecclectic mix of people.

BoyzIIMen showed up, Jordan sang, Donnie sang...it was crazy.

And oh yeah...Jordan held my hand for about 5 minutes. For like, no reason. He was talking to me, and then he was talking to a photographer and he just reached back and grabbed my hand and yeah, the 13 year old in me pretty much passed out. Excellent that I am 34 and can control her ;) What I can't control is my impatience to see what the photographer captured.

The best part of the night (and no, Ms. J, it wasn't even that Donnie kiss, although...lol) was that we had SO MUCH FUN. It was hot. It was crowded. It was late. I was hungry. And all we did was laugh...AND we even topped it off with a Deluxe Big Breakfast, which makes any night's end epic in my book.

I'm pretty sure Ms. J and I both went to bed pushing 6am...me dreaming of Jordan holding my hand, her dreaming of Jordan rubbing her back...and feeling like adolescents again, if only for the night.
:)