Monday, May 14, 2012

Seven women, one big city

It was a weekend full of unexpected awesome. I had no idea that the hotel would be this chic. That it came with its very own rooftop bar, and that the nightclub off the lobby would make a fine place to lounge pre-dinner. I'm rural now; it's easy to forget that things like Lucite chairs and cupcake bars and subway beatboxers exist in the normal world. I didn't expect to realize that I'd been missing New York, somehow, for the many years I've been away. 

I had no idea how much I would appreciate unplugging myself from my laptop and my blue-million ongoing house and garden projects. I sat at that rooftop bar and nursed my nine dollar beer and had absolutely nothing to do and it was wonderful.

The bride-to-be looked about as cute as I'd ever seen her, through all our ten years of knowing each other. Her face was lit with absolute bliss at every turn of the evening, because the whole entire thing was one exciting secret we'd managed to keep from her for months.

After a belly dancing class, and some time on the roof, we changed and headed out for dinner. Something about being one of seven women on an escalator...

... and in a subway car. I loved the camaraderie. I loved the outfits, and the shoes. I loved that even though some of us didn't know each other well, or even at all, the whole evening came together perfectly.

But Alexis's happy face was my favorite part of all.

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Becky said...

What a wonderful time! Glad you had such a fab get away.

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