You may or may not know Barbara. If you do you know she is the sweetest little lady in the world…And for as long as I (and maybe you) can remember she has had long, flowing blonde hair. (Ironically, however, her nickname has never been Barbie.) Aside, this past week was her birthday and in true Folsom fashion we threw her a fantastic theme party: Blonde Bombshells in celebration of her blonde locks!
I decided to go a bit on the classy side and utilize the flapper costume I’ve had sitting in my costume box for the last six months.
(SIDE NOTE: Yes, I have a costume box. So in fact last month I headed down to Bed, Bath and Beyond to get a new one because my current container no longer had room. And yes, I have costumes purchased for themes that have yet to even occur.)
Despite my trying to keep it classy, very few others did. You’ll notice Jenna Jameson and Pam Anderson sluttin’ it up…Aside, it was a fabulous party. We danced with Lady GaGa and partied with Paris Hilton…
Once we killed the champagne we headed to North Beach…We were a sight for sore eyes…Cocktails at Amantes and dancing at Maggie McGarry’s. The night ended with a delicious slice from Golden Boy and a sleepover with Cait…
Saturday morning I awoke to a vicious hangover and six bitches pounding at the front door for brunch. We layered on the jackets and headed into the cold for an outdoor brunch with Lola and the ladies. All in all…a great weekend…but I have to admit, I like me best as a brunette. Sorry blondes…