Seeing as we consider ourselves people living in Paris as opposed to tourists, we strive to act as such when organizing our night life. For this reason, we acted as all true Parisian party-ers do last night, and we left the city. Before making our way outside the city we spent a little time Philippe's, where Valerie made a name for herself as the DJ of the twelve person party. We decided to move the festivities centered around Valerie's musical talents elsewhere.
We drove a little ways out to a
club situated in a stunning chateau to enjoy a night of dancing and drinking with those too cool for Paris. As it was an upscale establishment we felt relatively safe, and were immediately in our comfort zones. To further the comfort it was decided that Laurel, Brittany, Val, Kayla and I all deserved a bit of absinthe. The absinthe was promptly followed by Valerie and Kayla showcasing their talents by dancing on the stage. A picture was taken of us by a photographer with a guy pretending to be famous who's name was actually "Chris, just Chris." As the alcohol abuse began to settle in and take a toll on our bodies we found cab and made our way home. The night lives on through the Smirnoff glass found in my purse this morning, and the few pictures we have on our cameras of no one we know.
We drove a little ways out to a
club situated in a stunning chateau to enjoy a night of dancing and drinking with those too cool for Paris. As it was an upscale establishment we felt relatively safe, and were immediately in our comfort zones. To further the comfort it was decided that Laurel, Brittany, Val, Kayla and I all deserved a bit of absinthe. The absinthe was promptly followed by Valerie and Kayla showcasing their talents by dancing on the stage. A picture was taken of us by a photographer with a guy pretending to be famous who's name was actually "Chris, just Chris." As the alcohol abuse began to settle in and take a toll on our bodies we found cab and made our way home. The night lives on through the Smirnoff glass found in my purse this morning, and the few pictures we have on our cameras of no one we know.
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