She misses Manray

For the past few weeks, Sarah has had something of an empty spot in her soul:

... On Thursday was gay night and that was OUR night. Me, my girls and my gays would meet up at Jill's get ready to Christina Aguilera en espanol dance remixes, and trek off into Cambridge wearing anything from boas to pleather skirts. And we OWNED that club. Michael (the front door man) would see us coming and usher us to the front of the line. We would enter, dump our coats, and descend into the "80s room" to shimmy and jump and DANCE to old school Madonna ... or into the Big Room where Amber and Ultra Nate would be pumping and you could watch yourself dance in the mirror lined walls or grab a bench along the side and people watch.

In short: it was fabulous. And I miss it. ...