Okay so I'm back from the party and . . . let's just say I'm not. quite.
there. yet. It was way out of my comfort zone. I'm sorry but I just don't find the fun in standing around in a small, crowded space, listening to bad music, sipping on an overpriced drank
, trying to look like I'm enjoying myself
I was open and friendly for about a half hour, then the atmosphere got to me and I just shut down.
The one good thing is that there were TONS of men there . . . attractive, college educated guys with things going for themselves . . . I spoke to a few . . . but that's just it . . . *I* had to speak to them first. Not cool. Plus, these sisters were NOT playing. Here it is - a Wednesday night happy hour and these ladies show up in tiiiight, low-cut, party-until-Sunday-morning-walk-home-barefoot-cuz-my-heels-hurt outfits
Yeah. Totally not for me . . . or at least, not right now.
I need to try something a little more low-key and build up to my next bar event . . . .