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Loading ...Do the D.A.N.C.E. 1, 2, 3, 4 FIGHT! Stick to the B.E.A.T. Get ready to ignite…. Tonight!!
We know you want to be a P.Y.T. catching all the lights…. from our GScene camera that is. For the naturally blonde who doesn’t know what that means, it means Pretty Young Thing.
So for all you pretty young things out there, let’s slip into a girl’s Manolos and take a walk in her shoes. …
Thursday afternoon rolls around…going through my facebook events, I check out who’s going where, and who’s doing what. I’ll probably decide to go where my object of desire will be. Location down, outfit to go. I wish I had the newest CUSP dress but don’t, so do I go for my friend’s “infamous pink skirt”…AGAIN or for my trusty slutty black dress? Eyeliner. Shot. Mascara. Shot. Lip-gloss. Shot. And somehow it all comes out Gscene ready… my face and my state of mind. Oh and did I take my birth control today?! Whatever…there’s always the trip to CVS in the morning for Plan B Rx. Speaking of Rx, should I go skiing with the big girls tonight…actually thin girls…no no…emaciated or do I want my cleavage to buy me drinks? Sipping on my crystal light concoction, I think to myself, will I see the guy I’ve been stalking? Will I go home with him? And if so how bad will the walk of shame be?
Now, I am officially ready for the night. Out the door and in the cab, should I make out with my girlfriend for a free ride? ; ) Finally, we get to the dreaded line. But wait, thank god it’s Mohammad working the line tonight. His quickie with me is guaranteeing my quickie in. Yea it may sound bad, but at least I won’t be the one waiting out in the cold. The party has officially started. To the bar it is. Kiss kiss. He’s cute! What is she wearing!? And DAMN my eyes go straight to the object of my desire. Hold up? Who’s that skank next to him? He’s mine tonight! I walk pass him, quick graze, and definite eye sex…he’s hooked. Gimme gimme more, gimme , gimme gimme more. Right on a cue DJ!
Dancing with my girls, while one eye makes sure he’s still watching. Right when I thought I lost him, he comes up from behind me…not the only time he’ll do this tonight I hope. Lost conversation in the music but then my ears perk at the words, “do you wanna get out of here?” Hooked and caught! He tries to make a quick getaway while I hope someone notices us slipping into the night. On the cab back to his place, I wonder, how cold will it be walking back in this dress in the morning?…regardless it will have been totally worth it.
-Hugs and Kisses,
The Girls Next Dorr
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