jade's Blurty

Ok. I'm tired, and I don't feel like posting, but a lot of stuff happened, so I have to, right?

GBAlkjfler.

So, on Friday, D and I drove down to Brooklyn to my friend Donielle's apartment. We hung out. It was pretty low key. Things were cool. I couldn't sleep worth a damn because it was hot as hell, and they didn't have ac, so we had to keep the windows open, and so I heard all the city noise, and I just didn't sleep at all, and it sucked.

We woke up nice and early the next day, which was Saturday, because Donielle and I had a lot to do for the party. We woke up, drank lots of coffee, and didn't eat breakfast, which was fine. We hopped on the subway, two women on a mission.
We had to:
- Buy a party dress for Donielle
- Buy me non-boring shoes
- Buy makeup
- Buy Donielle shoes
- Consider lunch
- Buy champagne

And we were off! We started off at Daffy's, and we met with amazing success! In about fifteen minutes, Donielle found a fabulous black party dress. The first time she tried it on, it was inside out, and she didn't realize it, and she hated it. Then she tried it on the right way, and it didn't fit. Then I decided that I could very easily alter the dress and make it fit. ( I have never sewed anything really). On the grounds that I could alter it, she bought it! OMG? Ok, so then I found these AWESOME green wedge shoes. They were so damn cute, so I bought them. Then I found a really great RED bag. I bought that too. Then we left and went to Bloomindale's....yeah. To buy shoes. So, I don't know if you've ever been shoe shopping at Bloomie's, but it's a depressing and fairly humbling experience. The place has the most beautiful shoes (Betsey Johnson, Marc Jacobs, etc.), and they're all like $500. I almost bought these Betsey Johnson shoes, but then...well.. yeah. I found these adorable fuschia satin Guess flats, and I bought those, and they were only $60 because they weree on sale. In Bloomingdale's. Seriously, do you know how impossible that is? She bought some hot ass shoes too. Then we went downstairs to buy makeup because we didn't have time to go to Sephora. OMG. It was speed shopping. It was a shopping binge. We dashed to the Kheil's counter. I grabbed a lip gloss, smeared some on my mouth, liked it, and bought it. The whole transaction took about thirty seconds. Then I ran to the MAC counter, and she went to Bobbi Brown. I intended to just buy lip gloss, but then I decided that I liked the MAC girl, and I said I was open for recommendations, and before you know it, I was sitting in The Chair. Now ladies, we all know that it's only trouble to be in The Chair...

"...Oh your eyes are so pretty. This color will bring out your eyes. You have lovely lashes. Do you see how this mascara plays them up? Wow...that's amazing. This concealer makes you look so rested and young! Fabulous! This blush really warms you up. It's fantastic. Do you see how this brings out your cheekbones? It's very important to use the proper brushes. What? You don't have this type of brush? Oh, you must get them. Obviously, it's equally important to have brush cleaner as welll...it's so much better for your skin. Now you see I've used the lip liner, lipstick, and the gloss here...it really makes your lips pop. Wow...see the depth of color and definition? You look gooorgeous...." Before you know it, you have an entire Big Brown Bag filled to the brim with goodies because you bought the whole goddamn MAC counter.

Uh...
Yeah.
Really, I did.

We were both in The Chair, so we both got a ton of makeup.

Then we left.

We went to Little Havana or something, and we had this amazing corn. Seriously, that corn was life changing. It was the best corn of my entire life. We also has salad and water. Typical!

Then we had to leave, and I bought champagne for her birthday as a present, and damn. It was good....expensive....delicious champagne.

Then we had to get a sewing kit for my questionable alteration...

Then we went home.

Then...I made an Israeli salad and we cleaned and we prepped and we did all this other stuff. Then we got dressed, and

I ALTERED THE DRESS! It was a total Project Runway moment. I used straight pins and everything. Basically, the back had four criss cross straps, and it needed to be taken in alot, so I pulled each strap in until it fit, and I pinned it, and then I sewed the straps in the propper places and everything. I actually did a great job, but I reallly wish Tim Gunn had been there looking my work over, telling me to make it work.

My makeup was obviously flawless. I went for the classic red lipstick sort of look: flawless skin, red slightly gloss lips, full black lashes, that whole thing.
I wore a cream silk blouse with flutter sleaves, my new dark jeans with the weird front pockets, a teal bangle, and my cool greeen shoes. It may sound odd, but I killed it, I promise. She obviously looked fab too, and the alterations worked perfectly. Amazing right? I'm just glad I didn't fuck it up.

Then we had the party! It was super cool too because she said we could invite some of our friends who live in the city. My friend Nicole from college came, and two of the three Mikes who were in our wedding came with their girlfriends, which was cool. The party was awesome! Everyone got trashed and somehow managed to reach that perfect level of drunkeness where you remember everything, have lots of fun, are very funny and witty, and don't embarass yourself. Yay! Flowers ended up in the blender, and they looked so good we kept them there. We had an impromptu America's Next Top Masseause. I'm too lazy to find out how to spell that. Everyone ate like locusts. I swear it was the one night when no one at a New York party was on a diet. Everyone drank like it was going out of style. The hookah was a big hit, and people who never, ever smoked cigarettes were sucking them down like it was 1953. There were a few joints, and there was even a late night fried chicken run. Some guys made out on Donielle's bed. Some people threw up, but it happened in the toilet, so it was okay. Funny things happened! There were caparinas. They were awesome. Our raspberry infused vodka was a big hit. We estimated that 30-40 people probably came....all in all, about 30 bottle of wine and 15 bottles of booze were consummed. Crazy!

Then we went to sleep, woke up, showered, and went to brunch at this delightful French bistro, and it was delicious! Then we went to the Feast of San Genaro with D's friends, and I saw this!

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How awesome is that?!?! Obviously, TOTALLY AWESOME!

Then we tried to kill some time. Then we went to go see The Cure at Madison Square Garden, where we were greeted by men in jackets carrying many papers....because...the show...was..."postponed!" until June 30, 2008! Can you believe that?! AND!!!! Ticketmaster knew about this since August 24, 2007, and they didn't email us or anything! And the worst part is that June 30, 2008 is the last day of session, so we totally won't be able to go! UGH! Can you even call something postponed when the new date is like nine months away? We were beyond pissed.

Then we drove home, still pissed.

Then, we have the wonderful coversation that we always have when we leave the city and have a wonderful vacation like time.

D starts ranting about how much Albany sucks and how much he wants to pick up everything and leave and move to the City. Then I freak out even though I don't even like Albany that much. Then we fight about where we'll live, and then D attacks my fears and says that they are unsubstantiated. I mean, basically we'd have a baby, graduate school, quit my job, leave Albany, move to Brooklyn, and find two new jobs, thus changing OUR ENTIRE LIVES in about five months and for some reason, he doesn't see how I find this to be scary. Yeah. We still don't know what we're doing or where we're going. I guess we could try it. I mean, what do I have to lose?