Thursday, August 28, 2008

Girls Night Out

Had a most amazing night! Met 8 new girls out at a friends house in the ATL. She purchased a cooking lesson with a celebrity chef, Virginia Willis, at a local charity event. Did not know what to expect! Our most charming host had talked her husband into going out of town so the girls could come over for girls night out. It is never a good idea to have preconceived notions about new folks you are about to meet. My first conversation centered around everyone trying to guess which hip hop star lived on West Paces Ferry. Some thought it was Usher, others Big Boi, Jermaine Dupri and then Ne-Yo. To settle it , I called my real estate friend that covers that territory. It wasn't a hip hop artist that lived there at all but a strip mall mogul from Columbia. Met Ms. Chattanooga next, a blonde version of Linda Dano. I was so intrigued by her beautiful blue eyes and yes, her golden ring. She designed, molded and made the ring, very Bvlgari meets David Yurman but so unique and truly a one of a kind. Every time she opened her mouth, we finished each other's sentences. She even knew my friend Happy that lives in Chattanooga, such a small world, truly six degrees of separation. Met another woman that divides her time between Hong Kong and the ATL, how exciting! She had all of the hook ups for bling and couture there. We drank wine, champagne, laughed, and believe it or not, the discussion turned to politics several times. We found out that about half were democrats and half were republicans. Despite the fact that the DNC was broadcast tonight from Denver, not one of us got into an argument and left early to listen to the discussion. We talked about everything from the love of our lives, to the women who lost their loves to women just like us. We talked about how China had taken over the world and how India wasn't far behind and how America had lost its soul. There were even discussions of our favorite libations, how each course was so simple but so tasty and how at the end of the night, no matter how freshly caught the halibut was from Alaskan waters, which local farm churned the goat cheese, to which vineyard in Napa Valley corked the wine, not one of us could wait for the chocolate pot de creme. Just as we thought we had solved all of the world's problems, my friend's 21 year old showed up with her friends and their case of beer and bags of chips. Life was simpler then but not nearly as fun. It was interesting that their party was just beginning as ours had ended. When is the last time you had a girls night out? Would love to hear about it...

1 comment:

spydermac said...

fun blog -- look foward to the next installment.