It's a party in the USA!

It all began with a friend's email: "M wants to go clubbing. Not this weekend, as we're out of town, but the following weekend. She wants to drink and dance and feel young again!"

And so, this Saturday night, that's how we partied and danced like we were girls of 21 again! (Guys included.) It was only the third time in Chicago in the three years I've lived here that I've been out dancing. I mean, really dancing. Like at a club. Not going to a bar or lounge and then creating your own dance corner just because they happen to be playing music. I'm talking entire dance rooms, strobe lights, live DJ spinning pulsing beats, and hoards of people throwing their hands in the air.

The executive decision was made to go to LaSalle Power Co., which I had no idea it was an actual dance club. The only other time I was there, the entire venue was closed out for a Battle of the Bands event so it had a very different low-key vibe! (The other two times I went dancing in Chicago was for my 28th birthday last year at The Hunt Club in the Gold Coast, and another time at Debonair Social Club in Wicker Park). Suffice to say, the Miami girl in me was itchin' to put on her dancing shoes!

I'm pretty sure the song that was playing was "California Loving".

I didn't even care that the DJ played Miley's obnoxious and yet annoyingly catchy "Party in the USA", or that by the end of the night, he had run out of tunes and repeated at least four songs. In a weird way, it was *refreshing* to be entrenched in the club scene like I was 21 once again, only this time with some of my closest Chi-town friends and new friends, too.