PAM
Even the high of proposing to Georg, being engaged to Georg, can't override the feeling of total exposure in this skimpy bunny suit. I make a beeline down the tunnel, high-fiving strangers as I head down to slip into something a bit more comfortable. The adrenaline is still pumping through my veins. I can't believe I just proposed to Georg. At a game. In front of so many people. But I did, and I have the puffy lips to prove that my Georg said yes. Oh my God, he said yes!
Still shaking as I remove the bunny costume, I switch it out with a fitted black dress and heels before heading back up to the owner's suite. I'm greeted with hugs and words of congratulations as I enter, and I can't wait to get a drink to calm my nerves. I want to just sit and watch the game and let it all sink in for a while. I think I'm still in shock to be honest. Out of body experience, anyone?
Max Terry approaches me, clinking my glass with his as we look out on the start of the game.