Dress was gold/black Leopard print, paired with dark Leggings and a black leather jacket. I wore 1 gold cuff on each wrist and gold leaf earrings with aqua accents. Twist-out on dry hair. Nails were painted aqua. Black leather booties on my feet-ies.
My girlfriend asked if she could bring another girl over to my house so we could all get ready together with the intention of everyone returning to my apartment afterwards. My thoughts were - The more the merrier!!! (plus I'd met this particular girl about 4/5 years prior and hit it off with her) So OK - the girls came over and we got dolled up and left in high spirits.
Outside the club my girlfriend saw a couple ex-classmates sitting on a bench, so we stopped to chat and make introductions. Both girls were supposed to be part of a larger group already inside the club; Turns out, one of the girls was denied access to the club because she was drunk. They say first impressions last right? This particular drunk chick was so gone she could barely speak, said chick proceeds to pee on herself while sitting on the bench (Don't sit on public benches! I don't) Aside from being grossed out - I was SAD.
Women, NO L-A-D-Y should have to go through that. Period.
We called drunk chick's boyfriend and he came and got her before all 4 of us went inside. We met the rest of the ladies inside and we danced a little, drank a little and saaang a little before we got the first glimpse of Lil' Jon. At first, I didn't know it was actually him. Lil' Jon is literally a Lil' man. lol. Really...
They parted the crowd for him to walk through and he disappeared. Poof. Who would'a thunk it?
Lil' Jon was - AMAZING! He wasn't performing, he was spinning beats, and the beats were en pointe. Me, My Girlfriend and her Girlfriend were at the front of the DJ booth for awhile until the competition for space became too much. At one point a girl behind me said she couldn't see over my afro, and she was sweet about it so I ducked down so she could get a couple pics. People kept trying to push their way to the front and at one point there was a pushing/kicking match that led to a bottle being thrown into the crowd a few people away from where we were. Needless to say, we HAD to get out of there.
We grabbed a seat to catch our breath and continued to rock to the beat when a girl from the larger group asked the 3 of us to come over to where she was. Now, I realized that the area where she was was elevated, but I had no idea that it was actually the VIP area of the club. Anyway we go to the entrance and a bouncer tried to stop me. I thought he must be kidding, but I wasn't about to argue my way anywhere since I was alright where I was. I ended up walking past him with the girl from the larger group holding my hand pulling me in (who happens to be mixed with curls and cute as a lamb) and when we get to the roped off area the bouncer there flat out got in front of me to keep me out. I was - MORTIFIED.
Now y'all KNOW everyone be looking at me like damn she got rejected.
It was actually my friend's girlfriend who was pissed, which surprised me. I didn't know how to react or how to feel, but I already knew I would lose NO sleep because I wasn't hot enough to make it into the VIP. lol!!! Maybe it was the kinks in my hair? Maybe it was the not showing enough skin? In any case - we went back to our original spot on the dance floor and had a great time until we had to leave to catch the night-bus back to my place.
I got approached a couple of times, so my ego wasn't hurt toooooo much =P
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