ie. Wouldn't you know it, these two wealthy *investmetbankerface*, dashing young men were on holiday and just happened to have two suites in the hotel...hmmm *coincidenceface*? Loads of conversation and an impromptu (fully clothed) dip in the bar's pool later, the clock had already struck 2 am and the bar was closing down. Uh oh, must the girls pull themselves away from their yummy pair of Aussies and take their fabulous selves on home? Nope, that's what hotel rooms are for (how dare you underestimate our girls - even momentarily). Do you think these two ladies would miss a chance to show these boys their lands-down-undah? Up in the elevator the couples went, Sadie with her Aussie and Jordan with hers...one suite, two suite, red suite...sex suite. As my ginormous plate of powdered sugar-dusted pancakes is plopped down in front of me Jordan has what is nothing short of a Pavolovian response, and dishes about Aussie #'1 room. His room was apparently wall to wall mirrors...Jordan must have thought she died and gone to have *cokeface*. Jordan and Sadie insist that both their Aussies were absolute gentlemen (so that's where they're hiding them); and so after their fun-filled night, adding a little roo to their dos [list], the girls made a hop, skip, and a jump down the street to meet me here for an early morning brekkie...with a side of juice.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
The Wizards of Auss
So as I was brunching at The Griddle with my girls the other day, Jordan and Sadie dished on more than just pancakes bigger than their face - they told me about the two lads they had met the night before at the Mondrian. On a whim they decided to stroll into the hotel and check out its fabulous bar with view to die for. So as the girls were standing poolside a good-looking gent asked Jordan, in his amazing accent, if he was alright sitting where he was (so cute, you know since he wasn't VIP or anything). Let me tell you, it was more than alright, because that meant he was sitting in prime convo proximity to Jordan. Aussie #1 wasted no time in chatting up Jordan, while Aussie #2 slyly moved in on Sad
ie. Wouldn't you know it, these two wealthy *investmetbankerface*, dashing young men were on holiday and just happened to have two suites in the hotel...hmmm *coincidenceface*? Loads of conversation and an impromptu (fully clothed) dip in the bar's pool later, the clock had already struck 2 am and the bar was closing down. Uh oh, must the girls pull themselves away from their yummy pair of Aussies and take their fabulous selves on home? Nope, that's what hotel rooms are for (how dare you underestimate our girls - even momentarily). Do you think these two ladies would miss a chance to show these boys their lands-down-undah? Up in the elevator the couples went, Sadie with her Aussie and Jordan with hers...one suite, two suite, red suite...sex suite. As my ginormous plate of powdered sugar-dusted pancakes is plopped down in front of me Jordan has what is nothing short of a Pavolovian response, and dishes about Aussie #'1 room. His room was apparently wall to wall mirrors...Jordan must have thought she died and gone to have *cokeface*. Jordan and Sadie insist that both their Aussies were absolute gentlemen (so that's where they're hiding them); and so after their fun-filled night, adding a little roo to their dos [list], the girls made a hop, skip, and a jump down the street to meet me here for an early morning brekkie...with a side of juice.
ie. Wouldn't you know it, these two wealthy *investmetbankerface*, dashing young men were on holiday and just happened to have two suites in the hotel...hmmm *coincidenceface*? Loads of conversation and an impromptu (fully clothed) dip in the bar's pool later, the clock had already struck 2 am and the bar was closing down. Uh oh, must the girls pull themselves away from their yummy pair of Aussies and take their fabulous selves on home? Nope, that's what hotel rooms are for (how dare you underestimate our girls - even momentarily). Do you think these two ladies would miss a chance to show these boys their lands-down-undah? Up in the elevator the couples went, Sadie with her Aussie and Jordan with hers...one suite, two suite, red suite...sex suite. As my ginormous plate of powdered sugar-dusted pancakes is plopped down in front of me Jordan has what is nothing short of a Pavolovian response, and dishes about Aussie #'1 room. His room was apparently wall to wall mirrors...Jordan must have thought she died and gone to have *cokeface*. Jordan and Sadie insist that both their Aussies were absolute gentlemen (so that's where they're hiding them); and so after their fun-filled night, adding a little roo to their dos [list], the girls made a hop, skip, and a jump down the street to meet me here for an early morning brekkie...with a side of juice.
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