Well, the birthday girl had a bit too much to drink and needed someone to drive her home. Since she doesn't live too far away from us, we volunteered. I was going to drive her car and JP was going to follow behind. We went to valet to get our cars and hers pulled up first. Yeah... it was a $100,000+ BWM. So, not only was I with the "beautiful people" group, I was with the "rich, beautiful people group." JP's BWM pulled up behind and, as much as he loves his car, he was SO jealous that I was driving this one! His friend and I gabbed the whole way home and she's such a sweet girl. We're traded phone numbers and we planned on setting up a driving range date sometime soon. Not sure how drunk she was, or if she'll remember, but nonetheless, I drove a $100,000 car. It was a good night. :)
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Getting ready to go to the thing most women dread throughout their adult lives -- a wedding shower. Now, don't get me wrong, I love my dear college friend, but no matter how much you adore the bride-to-be, showers suck. I'm going to guess this, "Garden Party" won't have those stupid games, but keep your fingers crossed. Nothing like ooohing and aahhing about what a great set of bowls she registered for...
7 comments:
I assume this was a 90210 BPC, not a Marilyn Manson BPC? :-P Sounds like a good evening, despite your concerns. Some times part of the wall that goes up is anticipated demeanor, so an actual honest encounter never happens and cool people are never met. But I doubt you have anything to be worried about, and belong in that club as much as any of them.
You sound so much like me. I usually feel very uncomfortable around people like that. I often look at myself and wonder those things, too. But, I'm really glad that it turned out the way you didn't expect it too, and they weren't snobby. I dislike rich, snobby people so much.
You. drove. a. BMW?! WOW! How cool is that?!
Sunshine! Where are you? You okay?
Hey, did you leave us for the BPC?
Sunshine, Sunshine, where are you?
Thanks for writing this.
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