Appalling, I know. My readers I apologize for the long gap between posts in which I wet your taste buds for JUICY details of my last-minute jet-set from Atlanta to Phoenix. Forgive me, but as I sit here, my teal diane von furstenberg luggage beckons to be unpacked (which it has not been for over 2 weeks). So bare with me.. I will spill the details my lavish travels, share some insight, and rant on the spring break which has so tempted me and yet sits a conservative two weeks away.
Yes. It's all true. I danced alongside Hugh Hefner. Toasted my sprite and vodka (appalling and I know but it later went downhill with two shots of cirac) with Hugh's girlfriend (1 of 3) Kendra, snapped shots of Audrina and Lauren Conrad, while taking a fabulous picture with the adorable Kevin Connolley on Entourage (I'll admit Ive never watched the show- I can here you gasp), was close enough to D-list celebrities (and confident enough) to turn down their advances AND superbowl box seats I may add. I must have had four or five older men tug on my shoulder or whisper asides in my ear.. it felt like walking in a jungle, one stocked with Playboy bunnies and.. free alcohol. Oh well, at least each of the eligible (or married haha) bachelors coughed up three-grand a ticket to be in my (alright, playmates) presence. At least they had errrr large incomes right? My justification exactly.
Thats not all. I was asked if I was famous (should I have mentioned my blog?!), offered vip tickets to clubs, shauffered around in a sleek limo and in and out of starbucks, and meanwhile bumped into Michael Pittman at Scottsdale Fashion square. Conclusion: the desert is great, scottsdale = even better.
I heard a news broadcast on E! that said.. there are a new breed of people, those who are on the runway preparing for takeoff before the first kickoff. I fastened my seatbelt and looked out my window out at the beautifully sun-bleached runway in Phoenix. Right so far I thought. The broadcast continued.. "they fiddle with their blackberries and say to each other.. see you in Tampa! (for those of my readers who are unaware.. the next super bowl will be held in Tampa.. so overdone in my opinion but regardless)" I laughed to myself.. sounds like someone I know.
So back to the title of this blog. That afternoon as the sun set I ate a delish' shrimp, olive and feta salad as part of Todd English's designer-inspired meals available for purchase on all of Delta's transcontinental flights as of August 2007 (have they redeemed themselves as an airline.. maybe, but lets hold off on the praise) and sailed across the navy blue sky while the patriots lost. I also purchased a bag of peanut m&m's which tasted surprisingly like.. peanut m&m's. I recommend splurging and paying the 9 dollars for the salad.. im still working off those 3 dollar m&ms at the gym. Busting my butt for.. spring break.
Stay tuned for a new post about spring break, perhaps when I don't have two hours left before the gym closes! Until then, happy workout :)
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