Isn't it about time I conclude this story?
I think so.
When I left off last week, I was at a bar named K'ya in Laguna Beach with a few girlfriends.
We drank a couple mojitos, possibly got a little carried away taking photos of random strangers at the bar, met a few "relatively harmless" men, and then decided to leave.
On the way out, we ran into some music makers. They could barely contain their laughter as Nike began shimmying and dancing in front of them. They also seemed to think it was pretty funny I was taking their pictures.
They might have thought we were a *little* tipsy.
Nike wanted to make one more stop before it was time to head to the Laguna Playhouse.
230 Forest Avenue is not just an address. It's also the name of a popular restaurant/bar in Laguna Beach. Unlike K'ya, 230 Forest Avenue doesn't have an ocean view. 230 does have great food though.
As we walked to 230, we passed this VW bug:
A closer look at the sign on the windshield revealed this:
The sign Dee is holding says, "If you like what you see contribute to me. I'm a work in progress. Donate through sunroof and see what becomes of me."
We did not toss any money through the sunroof.
Instead, we entered 230 Forest Avenue and ordered another mojito and a host of appetizers to share as our evening meal.
I don't think any of us were feeling any pain at this point in the evening.
After a few bites at 230, it was time to go see The Second City perform Can You Be More Pacific? We walked a couple blocks to the theater. (I might have taken off my heels and walked the few blocks barefoot due to blisters on my feet. It's a beach town - no one noticed!)
As we entered, we were handed our programs.
Let's take a closer look at how the program portrays Orange County women.
First of all, her body is a navel orange. (See her navel?) She's got big, over-sized, filled lips, designer sunglasses, platinum blonde hair, jewelry on her wrist, and manicured nails.
It looks pretty accurate to me.
The performance was great and made for a perfect ending to a fantastic girl's night out.
There's no reason to bring up the horrific hangover/headache I had the next morning, is there?
I didn't think so ....
© Twenty Four At Heart
Only one thing wrong with the pic - she's covered in .... orange peel! (ohh nooo cellulite, aaahhhh!!) But then, maybe that is accurate ;)
Sounds like a fun night.
Posted by: Michelle | April 20, 2010 at 03:57 AM
I was very disappointed when I found nobody had dropped even a dime through the sunroof. I expected more from you.
Posted by: Mo "Mad Dog" Stoneskin | April 20, 2010 at 04:23 AM
WHAT? No donation through the sunroof? I bet he would have just hit the gas and not given you anything for your money anyway.
Love the orange OC woman. Would make a great header for someone's blog. HA!
Di
Posted by: di | April 20, 2010 at 05:32 AM
I loved the VW Marvin the Martian Bug until I saw the sign.
Some people just have no shame.
Posted by: Jan | April 20, 2010 at 05:55 AM
ha ha The orange woman is awesome!
Posted by: Kelly | April 20, 2010 at 06:50 AM
Hehehehehehe I love the orange woman! And now I am really curious if that sign actually works? I just can't even imagine!
Posted by: Michelle Pixie | April 20, 2010 at 09:08 AM
I can't imagine anyone dropping money in the sunroof.
Posted by: Tami | April 20, 2010 at 10:02 AM
Oh good for you and never mind the hangovers. It has been decades since I have had a night out like that. Brits are just... different. (It's not just the orange peel skin they lack, they don't have a clue how to wear a stars and bikini!)
Posted by: Duchess | April 20, 2010 at 02:10 PM