To pick up where Scorpio left off on Friday night....
We left the first hot spot in a street limo complete with crazy driver in a cowboy hat. It turned into every male fantasy as Scorpio and I piled in with our entourage of at least 8 gorg swedish women and one drunk guy who snuck in the side. We ended up at hot spot number 2 (pictured below)
As soon as I walked down the stairs someone tapped me on the arm. It was this guy who I hadn't seen in over a month, but who would not stop calling me (see blog post- Text from Last Night posted on Sept.11). I was completely caught off guard!! How does this shit happen to me?? This other guy I had been ignoring ended up at the birthday party! I really do not know one other person who always runs into people like I do. Anyways, the guy I have been seeing on a regular basis then walks in behind us. I think he was drunk and didn't notice, but I was on full alert. I told Guy #1 I had to go find my friends, as Guy #2 text me asking where I was. I found him in the corner and shared a little affection until I looked over my shoulder and spotted Guy #1, who then walked over to talk to me!! There I was, feeling like that Twix commercial where it says "need a moment? " Then time stops and the guy takes a bite of the Twix and thinks of something clever to smooth everything over. I quickly said "I have to go check on Scorpio in the bathroom". Guy #2 sat down, Guy #1 escorted me to the bathroom and waited!!! Scorpio and I said "hello" to him again and then I pulled her the back way to the dance floor. I thought I was finally in the clear and started to text Guy #2 to figure out where he was, when Guy #1 grabbed me from behind, at our table!? How did he find me so fast??? Thankfully he said "goodbye" and I found Guy #2 to say "goodbye" before sharing a cab of intoxicated funny stories with Scorpio all the way home.
Another night of antics and apparently reunions with 3 of the 5 guys who have seen my roof ;-) I mean what are the odds of that happening?? I looked at myself the next day and laughed. I realized New York has turned me into the player I never want to meet.
*Aries*
About Me
- Knockout Blondes
- Two five-ten blondes fighting against the stereotype to find love, success, and a way to pay the rent. *** We're passionate about our seriously stressful careers in the apex of the luxury fashion world. (No, it's not like the Devil Wears Prada- our Devils only wear custom and pay for their anonymity.) *** We're on the search for the elusive 'great' guy (who must be intimidated because we can't find him anywhere). Being 5'10" and blonde is a double-edged sword. Our stories are fucking ridiculous. *** Fortunately and unfortunately for us, we share the same story as millions of women who have been violated: we are determined to make a difference in the lives of women who have seen too much. *** WELCOME TO OUR WORLD.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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