Party Crashers
Wowzer, I just crashed a party going on across the street!
If you think I've lost my mind and need to be put in time out, you are probably on the right track, but heck, I just crashed a party! Hahahahaha!
It all began because my husband decided to take my kids and go drive around Hollywood. I was trying to figure out what to do with my child-free time. I came up with three options:
1) Do a Jillian Michaels workout DVD
2) Watch Casino Royale on TV
3) Go crash the party!
And the party won!
I figured, why not? Jillian wants to make my body hurt, Daniel Craig as Bond will be on TV again, I'm sure, and I figured, since the party had been going on since this afternoon, everybody there would be too trashed to know I wasn't where I was supposed to be.
And I was right! I mean, you know it's an insane party when there's a stretch limo parked out front and people are dancing on the sidewalk in front of the house where the party's at, and in the street... and on the limo driver who was trying to sit on the hood and smoke a cancer stick.
So I slunk my way through the gate and there were easily 100 people in the gated front yard, folks in the pool, a DJ on the front lawn, folks wandering around singing, totally trashed as I thought... and no one said a word to me!
Yes, people started jumping in the pool and stripping... and a few minutes later, somebody offered me coke and was trying to dance all up on me, so it was time to go. X-nay on the drugs, player. So I slid out the gate, ran across the street and came home. I took a shower, put on my PJs and now I'm sitting here listening to their records spinning, almost two hours later. There are no signs of the revelers letting up, but guess what?
This party crashing old lady is going to bed!
If you think I've lost my mind and need to be put in time out, you are probably on the right track, but heck, I just crashed a party! Hahahahaha!
It all began because my husband decided to take my kids and go drive around Hollywood. I was trying to figure out what to do with my child-free time. I came up with three options:
1) Do a Jillian Michaels workout DVD
2) Watch Casino Royale on TV
3) Go crash the party!
And the party won!
I figured, why not? Jillian wants to make my body hurt, Daniel Craig as Bond will be on TV again, I'm sure, and I figured, since the party had been going on since this afternoon, everybody there would be too trashed to know I wasn't where I was supposed to be.
And I was right! I mean, you know it's an insane party when there's a stretch limo parked out front and people are dancing on the sidewalk in front of the house where the party's at, and in the street... and on the limo driver who was trying to sit on the hood and smoke a cancer stick.
So I slunk my way through the gate and there were easily 100 people in the gated front yard, folks in the pool, a DJ on the front lawn, folks wandering around singing, totally trashed as I thought... and no one said a word to me!
Yes, people started jumping in the pool and stripping... and a few minutes later, somebody offered me coke and was trying to dance all up on me, so it was time to go. X-nay on the drugs, player. So I slid out the gate, ran across the street and came home. I took a shower, put on my PJs and now I'm sitting here listening to their records spinning, almost two hours later. There are no signs of the revelers letting up, but guess what?
This party crashing old lady is going to bed!
Comments
I'm picturing you in pre-Jillian Michaels workout clothes but if you got in...
But seriosuly I would have stayed a teeny weeny bit longer. Just to have even more stories to share with friends later! Mean I know, but hey, why not live dangerously once a year, right?
There was a LOT of dancing, boozing, drugs and folks slobbering on each other under the stars. I don't think anybody was having a good conversation about anything at all!
D,
I just threw on some dark-wash jeans, a black shirt, heels, pulled back my hair, put on a pageboy cap and some aviators...cuz you know you gotta wear your sunglasses at night! That would've been REALLY funny to roll up in workout clothes!
Lili,
Well, the music was great (until they started blasting Ranchero like two hours later) but all the rest of it was a little surreal and weird. It reminded me of the days when I used to go clubbing Wednesday-Saturday in Chicago. I got home like 5 minutes before my kids did and they were totally, "I wanna go to that party! Will you take us?"
Our other neighbors who have loud parties every couple of weeks don't even take things to the level of these folks last night. They were partying so hard, I half expected someone to drown in the pool or pass out on the sidewalk.
Jameil,
Oh how I wanted to take pics of the scene with my camera phone, but half the time I was in shock and the other half of the time I was too scared it might make me stand out, you know,
"Who's that girl over there snapping pictures of everybody and everything?"
"I dunno. Let's go ask her!"
Yeah, I didn't want THAT to go down!
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You know it. Silver Lake's finest!
Shiona,
I was tempted but I have the DVD! :)
You are far more tolerant of other people's noise than I am these days.
I think I'm just used to the noise by now. I sort of expect it, and I don't mind too much on the weekend. If they do it on a weekday though, it's over!
Mr. Write On,
The weird thing is, once I got there, I kept thinking about how great the DJ was, but how I enjoyed the music more from my place. Less drama because that sort of scene has never been my thing. But it made for VERY interesting observations.
Catcher,
Haha... will you jump in the pool, too?