Last Friday night we went to Vapor with friends. Dunkin Donuts croissanwiches, lemon drops and white russians make for a bit of a belly ache but fortunately staved off a hangover. I don't know why I don't order white russians more often. They are like alcoholic chocolate milk on steroids. I was also enjoying my lemon drops until one round came made with salt. Epic fail.
At any rate, we were quite enjoying ourselves despite the sodium shocker. So much so that references from The Ringer and toasts ending in "f*&%# Megan" ensued. Megan was one of the evening's giveaway winners who was unfortunate enough to win a men's watch as opposed to the $10k grand prize engagement ring. I won a t-shirt, which btw was large enough to join my nightshirt collection. Hey, at least its soft.
Our evening was not without another "white pants" ensemble, although this time the pants were worn by an adorable Asian-American gentleman whom we decided to adopt along with an older black man who was a fun time, Hip-Hop Grandma, and Thing 1 and Thing 2 (gender unknown but great dancers).However I am leaving out the star of the show: Dolly Parton's twin sister who was rocking 4 inch periwinkle stilettos which perfectly matched her cocktail dress and large feather earrings. They accented her double-d frame well.
It's at this point in the evening that I decide to start writing things down on a napkin so that all the fun from the evening is not forgotten and can be shared on the blog. See how I think of you? Well it was a good idea but proof why I don't actually order white russians more often...they go down too smooth and make fodder for songs like Katie Perry's "Last Friday Night".
At any rate, we were quite enjoying ourselves despite the sodium shocker. So much so that references from The Ringer and toasts ending in "f*&%# Megan" ensued. Megan was one of the evening's giveaway winners who was unfortunate enough to win a men's watch as opposed to the $10k grand prize engagement ring. I won a t-shirt, which btw was large enough to join my nightshirt collection. Hey, at least its soft.
Our evening was not without another "white pants" ensemble, although this time the pants were worn by an adorable Asian-American gentleman whom we decided to adopt along with an older black man who was a fun time, Hip-Hop Grandma, and Thing 1 and Thing 2 (gender unknown but great dancers).However I am leaving out the star of the show: Dolly Parton's twin sister who was rocking 4 inch periwinkle stilettos which perfectly matched her cocktail dress and large feather earrings. They accented her double-d frame well.
It's at this point in the evening that I decide to start writing things down on a napkin so that all the fun from the evening is not forgotten and can be shared on the blog. See how I think of you? Well it was a good idea but proof why I don't actually order white russians more often...they go down too smooth and make fodder for songs like Katie Perry's "Last Friday Night".
