Une Nuit Hallucinante [Paris]
This blog is not real life. You know that, right reader?
I talk about this with les blogueuses sometimes. Our sites filter our lives through a hazy glow of food and fun and travel and beauty and all the good things in life. The truth is, of course, that I have a nine-to-five where I sit at a desk and type a lot. Most of the stuff that shows up here is squeezed around the demands of being a capable adult.
There are some times, though, when it feels like I’ve dropped out of real life and into some bizarre, richly-colored parody — a cross of Hollywood movie magic and the sparkling glamour of Paris. This was one of those nights.
There was a house party. There were two bars. There was a party bus, and a case of champagne that disappeared in half an hour, some of which was, of course, spilled and had to be mopped up with a silk scarf. There was singing of Queen and lots of blurry photos.
And, undoubtedly, there were hangovers and a hard return to reality the next day.
What was the occasion?? Seems like so much fun!
hugs darling!
It was a friend’s going-away party. It was… an experience.
Miss you!
Love your photos from this night! You captured it so well!
Thanks Sara! I miss all of you and I imagine you all just having party bus experiences every week while I’m gone.
fantastic captures hun, what a delightful night!! And i super LOL’d at “This blog is not real life. You know that, right reader?” xxx
Thank you! You would have absolutely loved it, I’m sure.
And we all know it, but no one really says it, right?