Hello, one bathroom, and 12 girls... everyone looked absolutely fabulous. After dinner at Sur we made our way to the Republic. Dancing. Dancing. and more Dancing. Sure, no one else was dancing, but we were all ok with that.
This is the moment where I pause, in awe over what I am about to write. It's not really an awe moment, more than a WTF just happened? kind of moment. Part of the reason this whole thing was so amazing was because it was completely unexpected, and because the night would have been incredible anyway, that this was just the topper.
It's loud, and dark, and relatively crowded. We are dancing and drinking and talking when all of a sudden I hear someone say something about "Donna Dimbo, Donna Dembo, or whatever and her lover Cindy is here". I get a bit curious, don't see anything so continue dancing. Then I hear something about Clea Duvall. My ears perked up. Clea. Clea Duvall. What? Where? I look around a bit, and still don't see anything. So I just keep dancing. A few minutes later I look over at a booth and low and behold there in fact is Dawn Dembo. She's chillin in a booth macking on what looks like her lover Cindy. But no. It's Jackie Warner from the Bravo workout show. They are cuddling, and whispering, and texting, and taking up and entire booth to themselves (those bitches!). They soon get up, walk past us and order drinks at the bar. Yeah, right? It's Saturday night and we see some celebrities. Woo hoo. Well, before I know it I turn around and there is Clea Duvall walking right past me to go get some drinks. At this point I'm thinking, ok, I'm officially in LA (ok, maybe offically in West Hollywood). The night is about to end, the place is clearing out, (I'm not really sure what's going on or what all the commotion is about) and I go up to ask my friend something. I look to my left and goddamnit, there's Kate Moenning from The L Word. Well Jesus, what?! Right next to her is Rose Rollins who plays Tasha on the show. Who seriously, has a really nice back.
At this point I'm pretty much confused, and a little tired. I had spent about 20 minutes of the night sleeping in a corner on a leather chair. Hat over my face. Everyone's getting ushered out, I find my buddy Nicole and we just kind of get out of the way of the crowds and sit on some steps (stop me now because this is starting to sound really dumb and middle schoolesque). Nicole and I are just hanging out, minding our own business, and here comes the celeb possy. Making a circle right in front of us. Really we couldn't have asked for a better view. In the midst of texting, and talking about after parties, Clea Duvall nearly dropped cigarette ash on my buddies arm. The entire situation was just kind of hilarious. A little while after we take off. Half in cabs to go home. Half walking down the street trying to get into trouble. It was a really awesome and unexpected night. One that you couldn't have written any better.