Despite the fact that I rarely stay awake long enough to watch the ball drop (lame), New Year's Eve is one of my favorite days of the year. The sparkle, the bubbly, the all out fabulous. But more so, because 11 New Year's Eves ago...I met that guy. The one that I would spend the rest of my life with. And even before we stepped out of the cab at nearly the exact same moment, I just knew that something great was coming my way. Doning the sparkliest, prettiest (maybe shortest) little dress I could...

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