Oct
26
2008

Granny at the Disco

On Friday night Chris, Maria and I went to magazine launch party at this fancy club. We have a new friend whose photography work is in the current issue of a new Hungarian fashion and art magazine. I had seen the magazine before we went, and it was very fancy-schmancy, so I should have known what we were getting into. Now, I try to think of myself as being able to hang out comfortably in a number of different social situations, from a local hoe-down to a stuffy dinner party. But I realized very quickly when we arrived that, not matter how much I deny it, I am a corn-fed, jeans-wearin’, Midwestern girl. And I’m also old. Now, I know there are people who read this blog that are older than me, but compared to the zygotes at this party, I am OLD.

Hunter and Zoe knew that this was going to be a night to remember...

Hunter and Zoe knew that this was going to be a night to remember...

Chris packed a bit on the lighter side

That's right, my man is wearing tennis shoes. And I'm proud of him, because when this place goes up in flames, who's going to be falling off their platforms as they race for the door? Not my man.

We had somehow stumbled into the high school prom where everyone wore black and a lot more hair gel. I felt like one of the student’s older sisters who got roped into being a chaperone at the last minute. So, because I was over the age of 19–and therefore invisible to 90% of the partygoers–I felt no qualms whatsoever to take photos like a tourist.

The club was actually decked out nicely with some of Chris’ favorite things: projections.

I want the chef's hat that model is wearing.

I want the chef's hat that model is wearing.

Why does most haute couture fashion always make the model look like they are ready to join the circus?

Why does most haute couture fashion always make the model look like they are ready to join the circus?

Chris was on the verge of a revolt at this point, so Maria and I bid him adieu and we went to another club. This particular club was on top of Mt. Everest. Okay, not really, but I’m pretty sure I should have had an oxygen mask going up the hundreds of stairs to get to the entrance of this bar. By the time we got up there, we were too tired to actually stay, so we just walked back down and took photos in front of of these tagged walls. (Remember folks, tagging is to walls as dog is to fire hydrant)

Maria

Maria, with a smile usually reserved for when you are in front of the Eiffel Tower. But that's Maria: always the optimist. She's keeping me young.

Did I mention I got into a bar fight? I don't actually remember it, but

Did I mention I got into a bar fight? I don't actually remember it, but that's the only explanation as to why I look like I have a blossoming black eye in this photo.

By the end of the night, or should I say early morning, I was starting to feel like maybe I COULD be young again. After all, “young” is a state of mind, right? Right?

Written by Laura in: News,Photos |

3 Comments »

  • Rachel Moll

    So, I’ve been meaning to tell you for awhile now that Jeremy and I absolutely love your blog. Every time we read the latest installment Jeremy says the same thing “Laura is so funny! I didn’t know Laura was so funny!” And I have to agree–your blog is just the right mix of interesting pictures and witty quotations. AND, young IS totally a state of mind. I didn’t realize I was old until this morning when I saw a picture of the most recent cast of 90210 in the newspaper. My first thought was that they looked like they were in high school, and then I realized that the cast was supposed to look like they were in high school because their characters are in high school…

    Comment | October 26, 2008
  • Javier

    Love the blog!

    🙂

    We need to catch you guys on iChat soon…

    Comment | October 28, 2008
  • scott mclain

    hey guys! wow! I actually did not know you went to Romania! that’s amazing! or maybe amazing that I’m so clueless. In any case, did you know I was actually IN Romania in 1991? 2 years after Nikoli Ceausescu was overthrown. I was going to Northwestern College in St. Paul at the time and ended up going to Europe for a moneth – 2 weeks on a singing tour with the Northwestern male chorus group. We went through Romania, Hungary and Austria signing in churches from Transylvania to Bucharest to Vienna !!! In Romania we went to Cluj, Timisoara, Budapest, Brasov, and some other places out of the way. We sang in The Black Church and that was something else. (you say something in there and it takes like, 30 seconds for your echo to come back!)

    In any case – good times! amazing country ! amazing peopel! I ahve more stories – maybe I’ll blog about them and send you the link!

    :o)

    be blessed and have a good time! What are you doing there?

    Comment | October 28, 2008

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