I was dancing with my friend/roommate near the front of the dance hall, right by the DJ. You had a light blue jean jacket, jeans, subtle jewelry. You were honestly giving just a smidge of George Michael aestethic which whole heartedly I am a fan of seeing. We kept accidentally dancing too close and bumping into each other while boppin around to the music. Your elbow poked my back and you turned to say sorry. I pretended I got hurt and fell to the floor, theatrically acting like I was afraid and upset. You said that was really funny. Later on we ran into each other at the area for coat check/photobooth area and joked more about my "getting hurt" bit. You said you liked my French Bob haircut and I responded weird and giddy and wish I had tried talking to you more. If you see this I'm the Blonde French Bob Lady wearing tights with shorts and a form fitting turtle neck sweater you bumped into and laughed at her jokes. I thought you were pretty cute and hope we meet again. Would love to tell more jokes to you. -Blonde French Bob Lady