One For The Grannies
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I Got Rhythm by Lena Horne Feat. Q-Tip
I Got Rhythm by Lena Horne Feat. Q-Tip
This weekend saw Katina, Lisa and I back to our naughty little antics. We have been out of action and hibernating for the better half of this year and we promised each other we wouldn’t come home until after 4am. Mission accomplished.
Saturday night began at the Balkan Seafood restaurant where Lisa and I celebrated Chris’ birthday. It provided an opportunity to catch up with much missed friends and also presented a platform for perfectly heterosexual guys to explore their heightened level of camp-ness. An invitation from a friend ensured that Lisa and I made a quick and fashionable dash out of the dinner to the Balmain Exchange, where the sexy sounds of Brown Sugar flowed like sweet honey.
The ladies found a little spot where we proceeded to shake our booties on the sticky and nut scattered dance floor. After about 20 minutes of our best Beyonce impressions, we all noticed that the delectable lead singer Miguel was starring in our direction. Unsure as to whether we where slightly tipsy or deluded, we decided to test this theory. We moved to a difference location and true to form his eyes followed us…we were very all happy to agree that he was mesmerized by us (he must have seen the cobwebs we sported). After a little more bumping and grinding we realized that the band director (the drummer) actually knew us, we were invited to join the band for some after party fun at Redroom, in which we politely declined. Next destination…Fringe Bar in Paddington.
Parking in Paddington proved to be surprisingly easy and here is why…Upon finding the most perfect parking spot, we were all debating as to whether this guy walking in front of us was wearing a skirt. Katina who missed the subtlety chromosome, flicked on her head lights to catch a better look. Unable to distinguish what the hobo was wearing, we all agreed he was wearing a skort (skirt/shorts). A couple more minutes of organizing ourselves in the car, the phantom skort guy made another triumphant return. This time Kat flicked on the high-beams to ensure a precise analysis. The last laugh was on us, he flashed us! The guy had pulled up his SKIRT, bent over and exposed his g-string clad butt for our viewing pleasure.
Fringe Bar was spilling with people eager to please. We were grateful that our chaperon was a dashing 6ft 6” who lead us speedily through the crowd. His mad dash however, did not protect us from a couple of ass grabs and some random guy running his hand through my hair (Never touch the hair!). A lack of air conditioning and personal space made me queasy and oily. An hour painstakingly passed and we left, regretting our Redroom invitation. We bid farewell and Lisa and I participated in what is known as a Boob Hug. Our drunken chaperon demanded we give him a Boob Hug in return for leaving so soon after arriving.
We headed to Diamond Bar with one of the club runners. Here we received VIP treatment and danced for hours. The dance floor made way to a dance off; where we witnessed a guy do the splits and two girls impersonating soft porn go-go type dancers. All in all it was a great night; we spent a total of $5 each and took one for the grannies!
Saturday night began at the Balkan Seafood restaurant where Lisa and I celebrated Chris’ birthday. It provided an opportunity to catch up with much missed friends and also presented a platform for perfectly heterosexual guys to explore their heightened level of camp-ness. An invitation from a friend ensured that Lisa and I made a quick and fashionable dash out of the dinner to the Balmain Exchange, where the sexy sounds of Brown Sugar flowed like sweet honey.
The ladies found a little spot where we proceeded to shake our booties on the sticky and nut scattered dance floor. After about 20 minutes of our best Beyonce impressions, we all noticed that the delectable lead singer Miguel was starring in our direction. Unsure as to whether we where slightly tipsy or deluded, we decided to test this theory. We moved to a difference location and true to form his eyes followed us…we were very all happy to agree that he was mesmerized by us (he must have seen the cobwebs we sported). After a little more bumping and grinding we realized that the band director (the drummer) actually knew us, we were invited to join the band for some after party fun at Redroom, in which we politely declined. Next destination…Fringe Bar in Paddington.
Parking in Paddington proved to be surprisingly easy and here is why…Upon finding the most perfect parking spot, we were all debating as to whether this guy walking in front of us was wearing a skirt. Katina who missed the subtlety chromosome, flicked on her head lights to catch a better look. Unable to distinguish what the hobo was wearing, we all agreed he was wearing a skort (skirt/shorts). A couple more minutes of organizing ourselves in the car, the phantom skort guy made another triumphant return. This time Kat flicked on the high-beams to ensure a precise analysis. The last laugh was on us, he flashed us! The guy had pulled up his SKIRT, bent over and exposed his g-string clad butt for our viewing pleasure.
Fringe Bar was spilling with people eager to please. We were grateful that our chaperon was a dashing 6ft 6” who lead us speedily through the crowd. His mad dash however, did not protect us from a couple of ass grabs and some random guy running his hand through my hair (Never touch the hair!). A lack of air conditioning and personal space made me queasy and oily. An hour painstakingly passed and we left, regretting our Redroom invitation. We bid farewell and Lisa and I participated in what is known as a Boob Hug. Our drunken chaperon demanded we give him a Boob Hug in return for leaving so soon after arriving.
We headed to Diamond Bar with one of the club runners. Here we received VIP treatment and danced for hours. The dance floor made way to a dance off; where we witnessed a guy do the splits and two girls impersonating soft porn go-go type dancers. All in all it was a great night; we spent a total of $5 each and took one for the grannies!
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