6th
I was truly convinced I wasn’t going to Pink Elephant last night….I mean without Julia there would be no VIP table.
But then, everyone was in the kitchen dancing, chugging cheap beer, and acting slightly homoerotic, and I couldn’t help myself. I went! I was wearing this until about 5 minutes before we left. Because bitches, it only takes 5 minutes to look perfect. Every. Time.
Definitely not the best decision (I had to teach spin at 7:30am this morning.) I just wanted to make it official and mention for the 100th time I teach spin. It was just as I expected it to be. Cocaine flowing freely from the bathrooms, sweaty NYC guys cheating on their girlfriends, & women all saying they didn’t want to be there but are deathly afraid of being single. These clubs are all the same. Whether in New York, the Hamptons, Vegas, Miami…hmmm, really the only cities I know how to spell, the nightlife looks and sounds the same. Okay, I’m jaded, don’t look too orange & have a weave. Hopefully no one will notice.
We did have fun, but now that everyone is headed back to the city, I am hoping to focus on work (stop laughing!!) and regaining my healthy lifestyle(seriously stop laughing), because the 4 of you who really believe that BS & still read my blog have to have something to hold on to. That & their paycheck. Gary makes the BEST hamburger and I can never say no :) I’ll just schedule another colonic. :-/…