Prom-za Bash

OK, so it wasn't actually prom. It was much better than prom, especially since I finally had a date who's tall enough that I didn't have to kick off my heels every time a camera came near. It was the Bonza Bash: a black-tie gala celebrating the birthdays of three very generous (and apparently popular) Aussies. Unfortunately, we don't know any of them -- but we know a lot of their friends, and that seems to count for something. We started the night with a Pre-Funk at Linda's place, where I got to meet Wenarto. He is just as much a paparazzi as I am with a much fancier camera. After some champagne and appetizers at Linda's, we all piled into the shuttles and headed for Pravda. I'll let the pictures do the talking from here...