Well, it’s recently been suggested to me for the 3rd time in about as many days that I show up for this thing.
Travel wouldn’t really be a problem for me, since my dad works for TWA (soon to be American) and I can get discount tickets. The problem (especially with the future of my company pretty uncertain right now) is that of funds for a place to stay.
Woooo, Crunchy in da house! You should definitely come. I’m sure one of the NYDopes will put you up, and NYC Dopefests are something everybody should experience at least once before they die.
How can being on a beach half way around the world compare to being groped by Doper-Babes in mini-skirts and low-cut tops? To getting smashed with (hopefully) over a hundred of your Doper friends? To finding some of the most interesting bars in NYC?
If you’re wearing a leather miniskirt, fishnets, and kick-ass fake-suede purple shoes, you won’t NEED to show your face. Not with this crowd, anyhow. Pass the deviled eggs.
Expect me in:
–a pair of Gloria Vanderbilt stretch jeans, size 20.
–A brown wool sweater, on permanent loan from my husband.
–A black t-shirt from Target.
–Hanes-Her-Way cotton underpants in leopard print, long since faded.
–A Playtex “18-hour” brasseire. Formerly white, but has been washed in the dark wash a few too many times.
–Wool socks
–Clogs
Okay, my birthday is January 7th, so if y’all won’t mind a little self-indulgence along the lines of “My birthday’s Monday! Buy me a beer!” or “I’m almost 36. Grope me!” I think I just might fly up for this thing.
This might even be more fun that last year! Woo hoo!
I was going to save my miniskirt for the Halloween Party at Jonathan Chase’s house, since I’m going for a Madonna/early 80’s punk custume. Fishnets and a low cut top went with the look.
But I may reincarnate it for this bash, although I will of course be far more classy and tasteful.
I refuse, however, to wear a low-cut shirt or anything too skimpy, since it’s cold up there in January.
But I’ll probably get drunk and make out with at least one of you (if history repeats itself), so I guess that will make up for it.
PSSSTT…Biggirl, I’m so staying at your house this year! We’re gonna part-tay!
I hereby volunteer to bring the Jello. Even though I don’t like Jello all that much-- it’s just the kind of selfless, caring person I am. Anything for the convenience and enjoyment of my fellow Dopers.