InsaneJournal

It was big hair and bright colors and lots and lots of booze. And Bryn had been enjoying herself for hours. Probably a bit too much. She was well and truly drunk, and trying her very hardest to stay that way (and succeeding with someone constantly filling her empty glass). She was currently holding up the wall behind her, because she couldn't stand straight on her own, and gods help her if she tried to walk.

She was dressed in the garb of the decade, her hair curled in a lot of tiny curls so that it was big, and tied back from her face with a black bow that sat on top of her head. An off the shoulder black fitted top tucked into a short black tulle skirt. Beneath the skirt were fishnet tights, topped with black scrunched legwarmers. Her shoes had long since been lost, so she was now barefooted, but she had nice pointy stilettos.

"Listen to your heart when he's calling for you~" She sang a long, slurring her words, to the song that was being played over head, before she tipped back her drink, and cleared the glass again. "Uh oh! Empty!"