July18th

So last night I hit the town with my college gfs… Megan had a cousin in town so we wanted to show her a fun night! Before going out I planned on doing super dark eye shadow to copy Kim’s in that last post I did… it didn’t go so well. Not only did I spend one hour on it, it ended up smeared and un even and looked awful. I added more black hoping that would solve the problem, clearrrly it didn’t. I felt like a raccoon all night!

TIP: Don’t play with make up if you don’t have the time. It looks similar to how I always do my make up but usually I don’t line the inside of the bottom of my eye. Whoa big changes. My boiling room didn’t make the situation any better either. I was frequently using my blow dryer on “cool” as AC. Ghhheetttoooo. Anyway I have a panic attack because all my clothes are sticking to my over heated, freshly spray tanned, sweaty body. I bought a cute white top I tucked into a skirt but since I was sweating orange it ruined the top. I freaked out because now I had no outfit planned.  So awful but I had to leave immediately so I could get in my car and blast the AC. Smokey Eyes

We decided we hadn’t been to Ivy in forever so we would go there. I didn’t want to go there because every single time they tell us we can’t go upstairs. I’m sorry but who can go upstairs if 10 single girls can’t? Funny how once you DO get upstairs everyone is overweight, over 50 and fuggggly. It’s probably some trick to make people think it’s soooo desirable to get upstairs, in reality its not, and I don’t like mind tricks ;) Luckily one of my friends works there so he took care of that problem and also got us up.

Click here to read more about our night and what celebrity smile I was told I have, hint she’s one of my faves!

Smokey Eyes

Me, the twins & Karina

Ivy Hotel Rooftop

So the rooftop is where you want to be. It is less crowded than the club downstairs. I get too hot down there. They have a cool purple flamed fire pit thing and tons of cool furniture. All the staff wears white which I like, better than all black like most clubs. One thing I don’t like about Ivy, is that it has scary dancers all the creepy old men just stare at all night. I liked Ivy a bit more tonight considering it was easy to get it in. Anyway, we get upstairs and my friend grabs us some white gummy bear shots to start the night mmm.

So we are hanging out just chatting and then I see this crazyyyy Asian guy standing all alone I felt bad for. He looked like he should be in a costume at the Comic Con, superrrr out of place so I decided to talk to him. This wasn’t a good idea because 2 minutes later he had his little gross hand on my lower back like we were about to take a couples pic at prom. I was shocked. This is why girls can’t be nice to guys sometimes, because being nice =s interest. At one point he told me I was undressing him with my eyes…. pretty sure I wasn’t.

The instant we introduced ourselves to him he started analyzing us. Our hair, style, faces, smiles etc… it was nuts. He went through our group one by one and told us what shaped faces we have and what smile type. He told me I had a BRITNEY SPEARS smile!!!! I loved him for a second :) He told another girl she had a Christina Aguilera smile etc etc. He had all these weird abbreviations for smiles like UE smile and TU. I have no clue what he was talking about. I heard Britney and I was happy.

He then tells me I look like I am from New York but have a nice, innocent look. Oh and I also look like Lady Gaga. Really buddy, straight black bangs doesn’t equal blonde Lady Gaga. I told HIM he looked like Lady Gaga with his bangs! He said no, I look like William Hung. Whatttt who says that willingly. He kinda does though ;/

William Hung/Lady Gaga

William Hung/Lady Gaga

This poor guy! He would not stop talking! I asked him where all his friends were and he said ohhh theyre everywhere in a NBD sorta way. (No Big Deal) I said really? How many people are you with? He said, “THIRTY!” It was an instant weird reply aka a LIE. Funny I didn’t see one single soul talk to him the rest of the night. I feel so sorry for guys like him. Maybe I shouldn’t, maybe hes fine with his life? I just kept seeing him alone and felt bad. I had to start ignoring him after he did that hand on my lower back thing! EEEeeeekkkKK

So anyways then were walking around and I spot my boss. He told me he was taking his wife there tonight but I took that as like to a nice dinner and hotel room, not the club!!!!! I slam into him like ……….hhhheeeyyy? I don’t think he recognized me because I go to work in flats and no make up and last night I was decked out in heels and had my clown face painted on. He was like “No, get outta here!” Shocked to see me haahah. He showed me his wristband that said he was VIP and I laughed. He asked me what I was drinking and I of course said uhhhhhhhhh water? ;)

We decide we are ooooverrrr IVY and moving on to Hard Rock. Having my knee be not so strong I definitely needed a free pedi cab to drive me to Hard Rock. Whenever they harass me for a ride I reply sure, for free. Some are so disgusted at my request they peddle off, but others are realistic and realize I am worth the leg work and 3 minute free ride. HHAHjskhasd Anyway we had a taker, he drove us for free (ended up paying him because he was nice) So as we’re flying 100mph down 5th avenue in a pedi cab singgginggg and lauggghing my friend goes “There’s you’re boss again” Oh great………. him and his wife were strolling for a walk downtown and spot me again flying through the streets at midnight ahahahah. PS I work at a Law Firm ahhhhh! Funny :)

Anyways we finished off the night at Hard Rock. I saw two of my pals Erin & Megan working and then was over it. Took a cab back home to Megan’s house in PB and slept on her floor. I for some reason wanted to she said. WeirdO!

Fun night! What shall I do tonight? LA with Arika? Kids and OC with pal? PB with AXOs? Hmm I guess well see. Hope everyones having a fab weekend.

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1 Comment

  • Comment by collen renwick — July 19, 2009 @ 9:22 pm

    You’re so cute! I loved reading this, especially your eye make-up/getting ready fiasco. Cracked me up. :)

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