It's that time of year, birthday parties, Christmas parties, BBQ's to celebrate the beautiful weather, cocktail parties just because we can...
3 Birthday parties to attend in 1 night.
There goes my promise of consecutive alcohol free days! I did however last 3 days ;-)
Wore: Cavalli leopard print, black skirt, my most comfortable 3.5" heeled shoes. All dressed up, make up done perfectly, hair blow dried straight. I looked a 10/10 for the night (the best "I" can look in my opinion)
I was running late due to the above, oops.
The Paddington party at Fringe Bar, it was going to be a brief appearance, I noted the time and just let the cab go past.. Thought to myself I would be able to catch up later that night.
I meet V & J at Cargo Bar for the boys birthday celebrations. Cargo as per usual full of young men all wearing the "uniform" jeans, collared shirt, with collar up turned and sneakers. Great conversation with the nice birthday boys friends.
After a couple of hours and a couple of drinks we venture down to Bungalow 8 (the other b'day party for the night).
We arrived at Bungalow 8 after the convenient walk of 200 meters. It was hard to get a minute with the birthday boy to at least say "Happy Birthday!" A few drinks and not much conversation with other guests, us girls all decided "back to Cargo".
The vibe had changed. The tables and chairs had been removed, the alcohol was taking over with the whom I thought were nice boys... At 11.30pm the girls were thinking to call it a night.
Not me, I went back to Bungalow 8 a few glasses of faux champers and chatted a couple of interesting people, 1 arrogant asshole - I'm so impressed with myself, he made one sexist comment, and I, not having the best of best nights retort by raising my eyebrows and saying "On that note, I'm bidding you goodbye".
We didn't stop there, ended up at Q Bar! I haven't been to Q Bar since I was 19. Hasn't changed. Still sleazy, probably the same people frequent.
At this stage I had come to the realisation I had to let go of what I can only describe as my school girl crush - what better way to do it than spend the latter part (early hours of the morning) making out with 1 of the boys!
Over the crush? See previous post...
3 Birthday parties to attend in 1 night.
There goes my promise of consecutive alcohol free days! I did however last 3 days ;-)
Wore: Cavalli leopard print, black skirt, my most comfortable 3.5" heeled shoes. All dressed up, make up done perfectly, hair blow dried straight. I looked a 10/10 for the night (the best "I" can look in my opinion)
I was running late due to the above, oops.
The Paddington party at Fringe Bar, it was going to be a brief appearance, I noted the time and just let the cab go past.. Thought to myself I would be able to catch up later that night.
I meet V & J at Cargo Bar for the boys birthday celebrations. Cargo as per usual full of young men all wearing the "uniform" jeans, collared shirt, with collar up turned and sneakers. Great conversation with the nice birthday boys friends.
After a couple of hours and a couple of drinks we venture down to Bungalow 8 (the other b'day party for the night).
We arrived at Bungalow 8 after the convenient walk of 200 meters. It was hard to get a minute with the birthday boy to at least say "Happy Birthday!" A few drinks and not much conversation with other guests, us girls all decided "back to Cargo".
The vibe had changed. The tables and chairs had been removed, the alcohol was taking over with the whom I thought were nice boys... At 11.30pm the girls were thinking to call it a night.
Not me, I went back to Bungalow 8 a few glasses of faux champers and chatted a couple of interesting people, 1 arrogant asshole - I'm so impressed with myself, he made one sexist comment, and I, not having the best of best nights retort by raising my eyebrows and saying "On that note, I'm bidding you goodbye".
We didn't stop there, ended up at Q Bar! I haven't been to Q Bar since I was 19. Hasn't changed. Still sleazy, probably the same people frequent.
At this stage I had come to the realisation I had to let go of what I can only describe as my school girl crush - what better way to do it than spend the latter part (early hours of the morning) making out with 1 of the boys!
Over the crush? See previous post...
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