Out with the Girls
Last Saturday night MAB, The Neighbor, Emmers and I went to Gay Bingo. It's a monthly fundraiser for the Lifelong AIDS Alliance...good organization...and since the theme this month was Paris, it was clear we had to attend.
The web site where we found the Eiffel Towers also carried Eiffel Tower sippy cups. Had to have those.
We dressed, donned our chapeaux and swanned into the joint, speaking in French accents. Which we managed to do all night, even when we were just talking to each other. And we were fabulous. People were asking to have their pictures taken with us, ooohing and aaaahing over our hats, admiring our sippy cups (it is not easy, btw, to transfer a Cosmopolitan into an Eiffel Tower sippy cup but it can be done). We were photographed for web sites and even invited to participate in the costume contest.
Admittedly, I have issues with the outcome of the contest. We came in second. Second to a couple of dudes who had rented Louis XIV and Marie Antoinette costumes. Puleeezzeee. Anyone can rent a damn costume. To craft chapeaux from cardboard Eiffel Towers? That takes talent. (It was really only annoying after the fact when people kept coming up to us and saying we were robbed. Hello? Were you cheering loudly for us? Because that's what it took. Hello? If you don't vote you can't complain about the government. Or something like that).
Can you see them?
That's right. "Stir" and "Shake". Oh my giddy aunt.
Anygin, we had a veryvery fun time. Oh! I bingo'ed in the second game and came away with $50! I ended up donated $30 of it back ($10 right away and later I bought a tee shirt that says "Bingo is the new black") but still. I'm not the sort of person who wins things so it was quite a triumphant night.
And did I mention that we were fabulous?
(l to r: some chick who works for a radio station bogarting a sippy cup, MAB, The Neighbor, Moi)
But we couldn't just go and play bingo. We had to dress for the occasion. More importantly, we felt the need to wear hats. Eiffel Tower hats. Which we had to make. So we did. They were grand. This is mine:
The web site where we found the Eiffel Towers also carried Eiffel Tower sippy cups. Had to have those.
We dressed, donned our chapeaux and swanned into the joint, speaking in French accents. Which we managed to do all night, even when we were just talking to each other. And we were fabulous. People were asking to have their pictures taken with us, ooohing and aaaahing over our hats, admiring our sippy cups (it is not easy, btw, to transfer a Cosmopolitan into an Eiffel Tower sippy cup but it can be done). We were photographed for web sites and even invited to participate in the costume contest.
Admittedly, I have issues with the outcome of the contest. We came in second. Second to a couple of dudes who had rented Louis XIV and Marie Antoinette costumes. Puleeezzeee. Anyone can rent a damn costume. To craft chapeaux from cardboard Eiffel Towers? That takes talent. (It was really only annoying after the fact when people kept coming up to us and saying we were robbed. Hello? Were you cheering loudly for us? Because that's what it took. Hello? If you don't vote you can't complain about the government. Or something like that).
But no matter, we still won prizes. Tickets to a burlesque show AND electric martini makers. In all honesty, this appliance represents everything that is wrong with America. It is an electric device that replaces the need to hold a shaker and go "schinka schinka schinka" a couple of times. Completely useless. And yet.....there is an allure. Note there are two settings:
Can you see them?
That's right. "Stir" and "Shake". Oh my giddy aunt.Anygin, we had a veryvery fun time. Oh! I bingo'ed in the second game and came away with $50! I ended up donated $30 of it back ($10 right away and later I bought a tee shirt that says "Bingo is the new black") but still. I'm not the sort of person who wins things so it was quite a triumphant night.
And did I mention that we were fabulous?
(l to r: some chick who works for a radio station bogarting a sippy cup, MAB, The Neighbor, Moi) Two bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge.
(Ok, actually, I look more like Elphaba from "Wicked" but you get the point).
Labels: fun and games, good friends, MAB, The Neighbor
cobbled together by Moi at 6:25 AM
12 Comments:
Oh you gals look fabulous and I think you were robbed! I might have been the gay mafia that took your claim to first place.
oh my!!
you must, MUST bring the sippy cups with your pitcher of cocktails. I left the key to my place at my blog.
Thank you, Sage.
I'll just scoop them up in a basket, Anne.
So that's what an electric martini mixer looks like - what is it they say in Auntie Mame - always stir don't shake, it bruises the gin!
And yuz was robbed I tell ya, robbed!
Those hats are awesome. Set up a booth at the next craft fair and offer world monument hats.
You all look ab fab! What a fun time! And you were indeed shamefully robbed.
Wills, yup...quite the stunner, eh? And thank you for the support.
I wish we had gay bingo in Omaha... or do we???
BA: that is a FANTASTIC idea!
Cuz, ain't it a shame?
Minogue: you have drag queens; surely you have gay bingo. You should ask a gay.
You kids look absolutely fabulous!
I'll bet the gays had one of their secret meetings,and decided not to give you first place.
Electric Martini obliterators are tools of the devil.
You all look so freakin' awesome!--I love it! *smiles*
Also, your comment about the electric martini maker ("It is an electric device that replaces the need to hold a shaker and go "schinka schinka schinka" a couple of times.") made me CRACK UP!! LOL! :)
I cannot BEGIN to think of how many things are wrong with an electric martini mixer.
Yall look super-fabulous and, yes, you do have a bit of a Wicked thing going on there.
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