June 11, 2005
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The Good Birthday Post…
Yes, Phoebe was totally surprised by her birthday shindig. Most of her friends made it.
And as you can see, you can tell she is a superficial bitch because she just hangs out with good looking people. Just kidding, Pheebs. My beautiful sister,
Is not a shallow idiot.
But her friends ARE hot. She hooked up with Ana Maria in college,
and since has been part of the upper crème of Latin New Yorkers.
Oh just look at them all.
And surprise arranger and Hubby Sam.
The presents flowed.
Phoebe cried upon arriving.
Staunton Social treated us to a wonderful meal.
Kobe burgers, pancettas, the best asparagus I have ever tasted,
And even some delicious dippin’ deserts.
If I were the queen,
What would I wish for?
A nice little series with Adriana?
Sure. Sad, angry, flirty. I went over the top, she kept it all in the eyes, like Tyra says in ANTM.
Obviously, Amelia wanted in as well.
These all look related. Orgasm. Jealousy. Taking a shit.
Cakes were brought.
Presents opened.
(I had a hard time picking something out for old Pheebs. I have never really bought her something nice, so now that I have a bit of money, I decided to take it to the next level: ipod shuffle, or slim camera. But it felt like I could do better, and sure enough, when I went to get a cheesesteak and walked by Kiehl’s, I knew it was a sign from yaweh. I got a chalk full of creams, shampoos, conditioners, soaps, perfumes…)
We played telephone throughout, and several naughty phrases came out. Here Adriana shows us all the infamous Dirty Sanchez.
Oh please,
No need to gush Ana.
What a beautiful time.
But wait, there’s more. Mike picked up the piñata and everyone got a chance to shine.
(I took this picture at the beginning, though, so I should get some credit.)
And I also ended the night double fisting.
Happy birthday Phoebe.
