“DO WHAT YOU WANNA DO, GIRL”
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So about last night… no resolutions, no celebrations, but also no staying home and crying over Titanic with a jumbo box of bon-bons either. All Jenny and I wanted was some decent food, yummy cocktails and a little bit of adventure. Lately it seems to be becoming tradition to kick off evenings out with chardonnay at my place. I’m a red wine snob, so don’t ask me why we bust out the white.
These are my Lippmann Collection nails.
Boobs.
After a few glasses we set out for Yaletown. Lame, yes - but Yaletown’s got my favourite Cactus Club and they always make their lime margaritas on the rocks (which I love)!
Cactus Club was closed to prepare for the New Year’s Eve party they were throwing. Apparently tickets were still available but even if I was a New Year’s Eve party girl, I am pretty sure that my first venue of choice wouldn’t be Cactus Club when the Opus Hotel is directly across the street.
We ended up at Wings on Granville Street because: A) it’s not pretentious; B) it’s cheap; C) they have really cheap martinis and cocktails; D) I love chicken; E) I love chicken that I can lick off my fingers; and F) they have a fireplace that we got to sit next to.
Except maybe I’m NEVER going to Wings again because I bit into one, pulled it away from my mouth and looked down to see this:
Except maybe I will go to Wings again because I ♥ their mud pie.
After we finished up, Jen and I decided to pop in and visit Duane since he was chillin’ with some Diet Pepsi and AppleTV. On the way, I saw this lady in Blenz and she was seriously head-to-toe Elle Woods.
Nice try, Butters. I see you hiding behind my wine glass.
Duane had some poo paper. I am pretty sure it was just a chocolate smudge on a utility bill, but calling it “poo paper” allows me to use mini alliteration.
Let me just beat you all to it and say “yes, I know this is pretty much a direct Raymi rip-off, and it wasn’t intentional but it’s pretty much undeniable in style.”
I was home before the midnight mayhem, so that was awesome.
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At least you went out…movie and snacks for me. I didn’t even crack open the bottle of wine. xo
I like your style.
Happy new year!
xox
looks like it was fun, except that chicken part. scary. happy new year to ya. ;P
did the poo paper make an appearance which coincided with the watching of the More Crap episode?
We were in bed by 11. The chicken looks cooked and sometimes the meat on the bone looks like that. There’s nothing wrong with it. Don’t sweat it.
What’s your current favorite grape/appellation? I prefer reds, namely cab, zin and pinot noir but we’ve got some Fillaboa that is a spanish white that i’m not familiar with but is really good.
chicken + poo paper… oh my
oh my god that pie.
Poo paper FTW.
First off, the two: faceless-with-martinis shots… are killer.
As for your New Years, I’m lovin’ your perspective on it.
So many people get caught-up in the hype-crap, that they miss the fact it’s just another night. Spending it with your favorites is the only way to do the milestone nights.
Oh, and if you can find the Stoneboat 2005 Pinotage (B.C) it will cure that chardonnay-thing you got goin on….
I’ve REALLY got to stop ending my comments with a ;)….
First resolution.
thank you for thinking i invented bathrooms