Since You've Been Gone

I know I know...my weave is late in posting. It's been some crazy hectic shit these days. Working is for the birds and all I can say these days are "chirp mother fuckin chirp".

Let's see...Ms. Annie and I had a tasty dinner at Spice on Friday night before attending the Klaxons' show at Webster Hall. Apparently I love to hit up Webster on Friday nights to relive my college days and chill out with fat college girls. The crowd wasn't as horrendous as the Mark Ronson crowd...but any minute, I thought Stacey and Clinton would pop in and yell, "You've been selected to be on What Not to Wear because you're a heinous bitch!". That would be classic. The show was run of the mill and my weave wasn't very impressed.

Saturday was a brunch and shopping extravaganza with Ms. Berna. We worked our weaves at Jane through some deliciousness then strolled around Soho until our limbs gave up. The rest of the weekend was spent making sweet sweet love to my couch. We're really the new it couple. In fact, the blogs are calling us "Frouch". That's the hotness.

Last night, Ms. Berna and I met up at the Beacon Theatre to dance our hearts out to Mr. Jon McLaughlin and Ms. Kelly Clarkson (Thanks Christine!). It was quite the dance party, although the crowd was reminiscent of Roosevelt Field on a Sunday afternoon. Suburban and frightening, with a dash of Long Island gays. Post show, we met up with Ms. Mindy and had a gorgeous late night meal at Citrus then I cabbed straight home and retired my old ass weave.