Monday, October 12, 2009

Mad, Bad and Dangerous to Know

Scene: A packed, invitation-only hip-hop event in Manhattan, with many boldface names both on the stage and off it.

Dramatis personae:
An affable, inebriated twenty-something, surrounded by his posse
Me, wearing a sleeveless, curve-hugging stretch-wool Dolce & Gabbana dress, vintage Peter Fox suede heels and very red lipstick

He (slurring): Heeey, can I ask you something?

Me: Sure.

He: Well... I mean, you're older, right?

Me (raised eyebrows*): Uh, yeah.

He: Because you're really classy. And you were probably always classy. But I bet, when you were younger, you were dangerous.

Me (smiling): Oh, honey, I still am!

He (sheepishly): That's what I meant.

Exeunt omnes.

*note: no Botox = I still can

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