This night, the girls and I decided to go out…well more or less we were pushed to go out by one of our best friends. Anyway, the place wasn’t close to home so it was a trip just to get out to this club where she was supposed to meet a man….ya.
We arrive at the club, circling it because there isn’t parking, then we find out that we’re late for “guestlist”…then we found out we WEREN’T late for guestlist but due to the ‘circling building’ event, we missed it. We decided to go meet with a friend near the city we were in to go to another club.
This club, come to find, was more or less, a bar-ish in a college town…so the attire was flipflops and baggy jeans….gross. Hella hardcore ‘wannabe’ gansters in their plastic chains and ‘stunnas-without-the-lenses’ crowd…and in a sweaty, hot mess of a club. Then we find out, it’s an 18+ club…..EWW. get us out. My best friend finally meets the guy, whom followed us to this “club” and she decides he’s ugly; disappointment. THEN, a HUGE fight breaks out…okay, time to go ladies. I’m pissed, walking to the car. We all pile in then receive a text saying they were shooting at each other as soon as we left…. THAT’S JUST FANTASTIC!
So, my other best friend, maggie, and I decide that we will NOT be attending any more “bopper” clubs, ever..again. We’re sticking to jazz bars, lounges and fun social events. We’re too old, wayyy to old, to be at these laser-lit, sweaty ganster, bopper-heavy, crowd.
Anyway, this is the outfit I stepped out in, which isn’t far from my norm. ;)