So let me just first explain why a group of girls like us went to a place like Hooters. It all goes back a few weeks ago. Most of my best friends in the ward are moving next month and we were all sad about it. We then brewed up an idea of "8 crazy nights." We've made a list of 8 events in the next 2 weeks that we're all doing as a last hooray before like 1/2 our ward moves on to bigger and better things. So our first night of our "8 crazy nights" was going to Hooters. We all wanted to go there to see what all the fuss was about. So it was really fun!
And last but certainly not least, our own lil' owlette, Jami, decided to put matters into her own hands and do something about her "problem." So last night, as a rite of passage into Hooters, she used socks to help "build and lift" her confidence. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen! And of course she was glowing, walking into Hooters with a chest like that!
Jami, we love you! We all had a "hooterific" time! ( I had to say that phrase!!)