A nightcap doesn’t really count as drinking alone

I just read Everyone Worth Knowing, a fluffy little book by Lauren Weisberger, author of The Devil Wears Prada. When I say that I just read it, I mean that I started last night in bed, read during my lunch hour, and didn’t leave the couch all evening until now. It is a lot like a novel version of “Sex and the City” with slightly younger characters. The protagonist is a 27-year-old woman who leaves her job at a large financial services company and finds herself working at a hip public relations firm planning parties at hot clubs and restaurants in New York for beautiful, rich socialites and celebrities. She learns some valuable lessons about herself in the process. I was expecting more sex scenes.

Now I really want to drink and dress up to go out and head to a bar or party. Maybe the basic dressy casual uniform of tank top, jeans, high heels, and some kind of jewelry. I would even put on make-up for the occasion. Someplace with dancing and happy, boozy people chatting each other up. In the last four months, I’ve had alcohol only once, and even then it was just one glass. I’m ready for a serious cocktail party.

Where my girls at??

April 27, 2007. Words.

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