The party season is hot on my doorstep with 3 birthday celebrations to attend in one night. All in the one suburb. Awesome.
First celebration was for the wonderful and beautiful Bec, we had drinks at The Bourbon – I LOVE happy hour! Even better when even its happy hour others are buying drinks. Pizza and faux champers with great friends. Bliss
It was already 11.00pm and I was supposed to be at party number 3. I dropped into party number 2 at The Lincoln, my entourage in tow. Seeing some familiar faces, some I haven’t seen for over a year. The music pumping accompanied by a saxophonist… Love it.
After about 20 minutes of mingling I bumped into some of my friends that were supposed to be at party number 3. The venue line up was too long and it was still raining, I thought to hang back a while… Apparently Bayswater Brassierie wasn’t letting anyone else into the venue, I’m happy were I was (and got happier) I tried out a pick up line in favour of one of my friends ‘Haaaave you met S…?’ It felt so fun. Must try that again some time.
I was almost ready to call it a night, many glasses of faux champers, I think 7 and the best, all bought for me! My phone buzzed, RR, within no time at all he was there, it was late, I was tipsy. I remember kissing him, I remember people leaving, I remember dancing and kissing. I remember smiling, I remember saying good night, I remember him finding a cab for me, I remember that smile from inside taxi window. I remember going to bed wishing he was next to me...
* yes kids for those of you counting, I’ve seen him several times this week but no future plans…
First celebration was for the wonderful and beautiful Bec, we had drinks at The Bourbon – I LOVE happy hour! Even better when even its happy hour others are buying drinks. Pizza and faux champers with great friends. Bliss
It was already 11.00pm and I was supposed to be at party number 3. I dropped into party number 2 at The Lincoln, my entourage in tow. Seeing some familiar faces, some I haven’t seen for over a year. The music pumping accompanied by a saxophonist… Love it.
After about 20 minutes of mingling I bumped into some of my friends that were supposed to be at party number 3. The venue line up was too long and it was still raining, I thought to hang back a while… Apparently Bayswater Brassierie wasn’t letting anyone else into the venue, I’m happy were I was (and got happier) I tried out a pick up line in favour of one of my friends ‘Haaaave you met S…?’ It felt so fun. Must try that again some time.
I was almost ready to call it a night, many glasses of faux champers, I think 7 and the best, all bought for me! My phone buzzed, RR, within no time at all he was there, it was late, I was tipsy. I remember kissing him, I remember people leaving, I remember dancing and kissing. I remember smiling, I remember saying good night, I remember him finding a cab for me, I remember that smile from inside taxi window. I remember going to bed wishing he was next to me...
* yes kids for those of you counting, I’ve seen him several times this week but no future plans…
1 comments:
Sounds like you had one hell of an evening...
Three birthday's in one night would be taxing on anyone. Though the "entourage" comment made me laugh. That was my Saturday, but it happened to be one birthday party going to several different bars.
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