I got dragged to this event last week. Even worse, I got ambushed. My friend said, let's meet at Lane Crawford. Ack! Little did I know, she meant, let's meet at Lane Crawford's 160th birthday bash featuring the most beautiful people in Asia.
Of course, having no knowledge of this tiny little detail, I put on my wide-leg Habitual jeans from 8 years ago, a t-shirt, and Reef flip flops. Yes. REEF. I might as well have been going to the beach, but this was just supposed to be quick dinner between school projects.
I got in through the back door because of course, if you've been following the story you'd've realized, I had no invitation. I downed two glasses of Veuve Cliquot in front of minked mannequins. Literally. In my Reef flip flops.
It was one of those parties that make you wonder if the average height in Hong Kong is actually 6'1". Yeah that's Susie Bubble up there. I saw a woman go up to her and ask to take a picture. Susie did, but then I swear she dissed her with a kind of "I'm too famous to be chatting with you" turnaround back to her cool crowd.
Then we were required to watch Daniel Wu play ping pong. Don't ask. I refrained from repeatedly asking my friend, "Can we go to Te for dinner now?"
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Haha u r living the high life tt. Yr outfit rocks
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