So Saturday night we..and by we I mean Vladimir, Vanessa and myself..got invited to a party out in the Hamptons for our homeboys sneaker release party and of course I was in there to support our boy and bc you mention the word party and you know it doesnt take much to get me there unless im sick or have noone to go with. Oh and Fabolous was set to perform and we all know ive been his number one fan since Holla Back Youngin (woo woo) 's debut. And for those who have questioned..I really do like him only because of his music. Really.
We get there, place was kinda small but the music was good and the bartender was very generous on her liquor proportions so all was good in the hood. As soon as Fab was about to perform we decided to move closer to his spot and this is when the fun began. I dont know how it happened but someone knocked into me causing my purse to fall on the ground and all of its contents falling out and being kicked around in a matter of seconds. So instead of enjoying my dudes performance I was roaming around like a reatard looking for all my shit which was consisted of my chapstick, my eyeliner, a tank top, my $20 and all important my phone.
Two of the dudes in Fab's entourage and one of the security personnel (shout out to the dude in the orange and black Adidas jacket and Keith the savior of the night. If you need protecting at any event, I have his card.) see me in distress and start helping me look for my crap. I felt quite special because they were pushing people out of the way (all while Fab is performing 6 inches away from me) flashing lights on the floor, I didnt know whether to crack up or continue being worried about my stuff. Eventually the guy in the Adidas jacket says he saw some "white dude" pick up my license and he supposedly told him to give it to the DJ. He then looks down and sees the back of my phone my chapstick and 20 bucks and hands that over. Keith walks me over to the door guys and t hey let me know someone turned my phone in so I could breathe a sigh of relief now.
The reason why I say you sh ould never judge a book by its cover because normally with all those dudes there I really wouldve expected someone to jack my phone and my $20 but they pulled a Spike Lee and did the right thing and turned em in. Im sure Fab hands t hem down many 20s and phones so there was no need to take mine, but still.
And the reason I say maybe I should start staying home is because something happens to me almost everytime I go out. But then if I stayed home I wouldnt have all these fantastic stories to tell you. So Ill think about it.
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