Bling Bling

While in Paris, Pierre-Etienne invited me to come with him to a birthday party for his friend.  He explained to me that the party was “Bling Bling” and that he wanted to go as a ‘pimp’ and I should go as his ‘bitch’.  Clearly, the ‘bitch’ costume was out of the question for me, so I just went as myself. The party was held in a very fancy dentist’s office with a marvelous view of the Eiffel Tower. I was very confused as to why we were in a dentist’s office, but I later found out it was the office of one of the parents of the guy that threw the party.  Weird.  Anyway, I drank a lot of wine… and at one point started writing a note in my iPhone. Apparently I didn’t want to forget this glorious moment.  Here is an excerpt straight from the brain of drunken Brittany:

 “I’m at this French party… who is that girl sitting alone shoving her face with the most delicious Lebanese food Paris has to offer? Oh yeah, that’s me.  I’ve now had two conversations about North Korea…How can you have a serious conversation with someone dressed as a ‘Bling Bling’ gangster? Back to the Lebanese food—hummus is sooo delicious.”

After that, madness ensued.

I danced in front of the Eiffel Tower (in the street, very safe).

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I stole a French guy’s underwear.




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