A Note From an Empress: Don't Stand While Drinking

Thursday, February 11, 2010 Written by Shaleia R /// Find in General Articles

My beloved shoes!!!

Picture It:

Saturday Night all of my friends came out to celebrate my girl JSM's birthday. Bottles were poppin, we are dressed FIRE. Boobs and bottoms showing. After being on the birthday/bottle line (Disclaimer: We usually don't pop bottles in the club. We never thought buying a $45 dollar bottle of Goose for $300 in the club was ever necessary. This night we decided to surprise JSM with a bottle.  After our experience, we see why ppl do it.). I thought if you were on the bottle line you got in faster, well I guess at certain (disorganized) establishments it's not like that. After, too damn long we finally get inside.

I digress.

Once inside we had time for the open bar. So all of us were getting drinks, there is nothing like free liquor :) I had three cups of vodka and cranberry juice. After the open bar we pop a bottle, mama feeling good. Nothing spinning, just nice (buzzed/tipsy). Around 1am we get the second bottle. We needed time between bottles, also each bottle came with a complimentary champagne. My girl DKH said "Your cup was never on 'E' ".

So at about 2:15:32 I slip. not just a regular slip but a, " I missed the damn seat" slip. I'm on the floor and get up and sit on the couch. I compose myself and stand up again. At 2:17:42 I fall yet again, now I'm aggy. Within 2 mins I fall twice. Are you kidding me???? I look like a drunk girl, I wasn't even that nice. Mind you two of my friends just looking at me, I get up yet again. Now I'm nervous about standing cause everytime I stand after 2:15 am I fall.

Finally we leave. I gave some mouth to my friends helping me get ready haha.

@DKH I can zip up my own jacket.

@DAG Am I holding you up?

So you already know I was a bit nice.

After the night is done, I wake up in JSM apt. Mind you, she didn't wrap my hair. Now you know how important it is to wrap your hair at night, definitely after you get the fresh blowout the night before. So I look crazy of course...lol. When I go to leave, I see my shoes. My heart drops. They look 'jacked' up. This was my first time wearing these damn shoes and they look like I've had them since '99. Suede scraped off, it's not dirt, scuff marks galore. Oh my. I wanted to cry but what can you do.

The moral of the story is, an Empress can go out and have fun. We do so much throughout the day, we deserve a party time. Drink up but be careful with your shoes. Maybe you'll fall, maybe you won't, but make sure your shoes are always protected. If you are a shoe lover, you know what I am saying. Now I have to take them to the shoe store and see if they can be resuscitated. I'm dreading it, so I hope they have good news when they see my teal babies.