There are usually 2 reasons I don't write with frequency on this blog: either there is nothing going on or there is quite a lot going on. This week, quite a lot has been going out. Mainly, the most epic girls night out in the history of the world.
I have only had 1 other girls night out in the 3 1/2 years since becoming a mother. It was at our neighborhood community center and involved a middle aged DJ, lots of hip hop music, and some rad dance moves. It was awesome and hilarious and perfect for a last minute night out with friends. It was great, but not epic.
Last night, 6 of us went to West Hollywood to SUR for the most epic girls night out ever ever ever.
Now, the rest of this story won't be interesting to you if you don't watch the reality show called Vanderpump Rules. If you don't watch, it is a very dramatic, ridiculous show about the gorgeous young staff at SUR trying to make it big in Hollywood. If you do watch the show, you understand how big of a deal it is to go to SUR. I am ga-ga about the show so going there for dinner was almost more than I could handle.
We got there at 5:30 as they were opening and hung out in the lounge for a bit while we waited on the rest of our friends to arrive. It was so opulent and swanky. The bar was tiled with mirrors and glass, there were chandeliers and jewels hanging everywhere, and the velvet furniture was tiny and chic. It was eclectic and modern.
Once our other friends showed up, we walked over to the restaurant side of SUR. It was even more beautiful than the lounge. Fresh flowers and mirrors, crystals and candles, swank and sophistication were all around.
Then our waitresses showed up. This is where watching the show comes in handy. Katie and Kristen both waited on us!
A really stupid thing happens to me around celebrities. I can't breathe, I feel lightheaded, I nervously talk about nonsense. All of those things happened once I realized I was surrounded by people from my favorite show.
I was pretty much incapacitated the rest of the evening. I couldn't focus on anything but the fact that I was living a dream, a reality show dream. It was more than I could handle. Even the bathroom was fabulous.
The food was great, I had a steak with basil butter and roasted brussel sprouts. Our table was awesome, tucked away in a corner beneath a huge chandelier with a great view of the restaurant and the street. The service was great, Katie and Kristen were professional and personable.
After the excitement of dressing up, being in a cool place where a show I love is filmed, and having the cast serve us, we didn't think the night could get anymore awesome. But then it did. We left the restaurant and were standing on the sidewalk outside when we noticed another celeb from another reality show.
Marisa Zanuck from The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills was smoking a cigarette, minding her own business, when my friend and I charged her like crazed lunatics begging her to take pictures with us. She was nice, but totally freaked out by us. I hugged her, cheek to cheek, while apologizing for touching her like I knew her. My friend dropped her phone on Marisa's foot and shattered her case. It was a mess. But totally amazing and totally worth looking like a stalker just to face-hug a reality star.
I'm still smiling from all of the awesome I experienced last night. I expected to see famous people working at SUR, but seeing more famous people from a different show was too much. I don't know when our next girls night out will be, but I'm pretty sure it will be hard to beat last night's.
Thanks, SUR. You were everything I hoped you would be.