Last night I traipsed around the South End with JSutt and The Agent of Fabulousness. JSutt and I started out at Laura Preshong's cocktail party where we tried on $5800 rings with raw diamonds, drank red wine from plastic cups and munched on gourmet cheese doodles. It was a great time and we were surrounded by some cool people. And a child.
There was a woman there who didn't look to be much older than my 27 year old self, who was toting around, what appeared to be an 8 year old girl. The woman was going on and on about the jewelry and how amazing it was and when JSutt complimented her "You Don't Know Jacques" OPI nail color the girl just said, "Yeah I think that's the name. I never remember. It blows my mind how people can even remember the names of nail polishes."
I always remember the name of the color I get my nails done with. But I digress.
We downed our wine and made our way to the second party at Looc Boutique. The A of F met us there and with prosecco in hand we meandered around the space and watched JSutt try on clothes. As we were getting ready to leave the woman and her mini me came strolling through the door. I glanced down at my watch and it was 7:30. Shouldn't that little girl be watching Looney Tunes and getting ready for bed? Not party hoping through the South End.
When we were out on the street we started to talk about what a beast that woman was and then the A of F said, "And shouldn't that little girl be in bed?"
"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII KNOW!" we proclaimed in Unison.
"The last time I was at Beehive a couple had their infant there," proclaimed JSutt. "They brought their infant to a loud jazz club and were just covering its ears!"
"Ugh, get a baby sitter!"
We finally made our way to Pho Reblublique. With all of the kid talk I needed a drink. We sidled up to the bar and ordered our respective cocktails. JSutt and I got vodka sodas with splashes of pineapples and the A of F got a mango margarita. When our drinks arrived I held up my class and said, "Cheers guys!" and as if on cue an ear piercing wail resonated through the restaurant. The three of us looked over to our left and sure enough there was a group of people enjoying dinner in a loud, crowded restaurant with a small baby in a carriage.
"Ugh."
"Totes ugh."
"So annoying."
"SO annoying!"
"To babies in bars!"
"TO BABIES IN BARS!"
*clink*