I am busy this week!
I keep wanting to tell you a story about a champagne* party us girls went to over the weekend that was wicked fun. There was lots of champagne (obviously) and all these gourmet treats the culinarily schooled host kept coming around with. How many parties have you been to where it is midnight and the guests are toasted and the host sidles up with a fresh-from-the-oven tray and says, “Cream puff?” I have been to: one.
Three things re: party:
There were a disproportionate amount of girls wearing, what can only be called, “Saved by the Bell” dresses. Remember when Kelly would show up in those skin-tight monochrome dresses that ended shortly below her ass (they must have had Ahe’s school’s rules) and you would think how nobody would wear a dress like that? Well they do. Not that they should.
This guy I was introduced to was very excited I was in the publishing industry because he was an author. When asked who published him, he said PublishAmerica. Which…well. It’s like the publishing equivalent of drawing a pirate or turtle and saying you went to art school. But, y’know…good for him! I tried very hard not to feel like a snob.
There was some girl there who was rumored to have had phone sex with Leonardo DiCaprio. Or continues to on a regular basis. Or something. This tidbit was so asinine that we of course became obsessed with figuring out which one she was and standing in her general direction. When I left the party, she was in the lobby talking with her friend and the last comment I heard her make was, “So I was totally crying watching the Academy Awards.” Which is, like, such a goldmine statement to overhear. So much can be read into it. Was she sad for Leo? Jealous of Giselle? Who knows!
Yes, this is what I find entertaining. Well, and also this. Abby made me addicted! If you see Pinky, she is always the cuter one.
*I was going over the list of things Crate and Barrel “suggests” we put on our wedding registry. Champagne flutes are on there, and like with many such items, my first thought is “When would I use champagne flutes?” But then I thought that all the champagne flutes at the champagne party were lovely glass ones and the hosts obviously found good use for them. And then I thought, “Who are these unmarried people with glass champagne flutes?”
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