Oie Grise

It is 11am, and I am finally awake.  What a night.   I am not sure who I may or may not have mentioned this to, but I was a bridesmaid in Mary’s mother’s wedding (she married her gf of 4 years, i love NJ!).  The photographers I work with were hired for the event, so I’ll have picures to post soon!

So, last night, I got all dressed up and prepared myself for avery boring evening.  However, I then chose to hit the open bar.  Grey Goose and cranberry, a few too many times.  It is possible tht I am still a little drunk, so excuse please my inability to communicate coherently.  

This is where it gets interesting…  Meaghan (Timmy’s ex gf) was the other bridesmaid, and were friends, so we hung out a bit, and drank.  Then, the best man’s gf (the best man was a woman) Allie started hanging out with us too.  I noticed her as soon as she arrived, mostly because she was really cute.  She asked me about my tattoos, and I showed them to her, and proceeded to tell me hers werent visible (ooowee!).  We hit the bar a few too many times together.  She flirted with me shamelessly.  She is a dance instructor, and refused to believe that I couldnt dance, and drug me out to the dance floor.  She insisted that I could be an excellent dancer, as long as I could feel it in here (as she patted my chest).  I was drunkenly smitten.  Unfortunately, Mary did not share my feelings about her, and got quite rude.  My photographer friends (who know abt me and mary) followe me around all night taking pictures of me with women.  Of course, they came and took pics of me and Allie.  At the end of the night, I  thought I missed saying goodbye to her (knowing her only as Allie, Jules’ gf).  Fortunately, she lost her car, so we had to drive her to it.  Here I was, in a strapless dress, barefoot, in the pouring rain, walking her to her car, holding an insanely heavy bag Jules gave her.  Like the good little dyke I am, I made sure it got in to her car.  Then, she proceeded to tell me that she didnt think my gf liked her much.  I told her that Mary wasnt my gf, which I think I’d already mentioned.  I said "it’s a shame you dont get out here more often".  She replied "I think I should come, it would be fun".  Then, she hugged me for a like a really long time.  I actually thought she was going to kiss me, if mary wasnt in the car 5 feet away.  I asked her (like the drunken moron I am), if she had myspace.  She said she did, and told me her whole name.  She hugged me again, and i got her into her car.  I felt like quite an ass getting back in to the car.  Mary was very rude, and proceeded to bad talk her the whole drive home.

At the end of the day (or morning, as it’s now today), I have a monstrous hangover.  I did find her on myspace (and added her), although I feel it likely I’ll never see her again.  She is Jules’ gf, and wouldnt do something like that.  You know what though?  These are the things normal people take for granted.  I have never gone out, met and flirted with someone and then gotten their proverbial phone number at the end of the night.  And she was hot.  Really hot.

Haha.