Shock And Awe

I could have spent my Saturday night with Gerald and Tong, waiting for them to finish squashing/studying and then going somewhere for dinner. Or I could have gone to Play for Halloween and partied with Cheryl. Or I could have stayed at home and studied.

But I found myself in Jin's car, with Tim (and Jin of course la), navigating the maze of roads off 6th Ave, trying to find the venue for what was supposedly some sort of party.

When we finally did find the particular address, oh my god, I would have believed you if you told me I was driving into a Beverly Hills mansion. The freakin' driveway was one of those that requires you to make a sharp left turn when you first enter and drive up a slope...you can't even see the house from the entrance...as I said, very Hollywood/Beverly Hills.

The house itself was amazing. I've seen a couple of pretty big houses before (the brother's ex-girlfriend and Emmerson's), but this one blew both outta the water. Emmerson's house probably has more floor space, but put it side by side and the only people who'd prefer living in Emmerson's house are those with very ostentatious (a.k.a very little) taste.

There were no imposing pillars, grandiose fountains, or wooden beams...just plenty of glass, white walls and pools of water, and a modern, chic interior chock-a-block with paintings. Sauna, steam room, massage deck, gym overlooking pool...no gym membership needed really.

I would have taken pictures had I brought my camera...it's probably a good thing I didn't because it wouldn't be polite to walk around someone's home as though you were touring a tourist attraction. The walk in closets really finished me off.

When we first came in, everyone was in the dining area and we were announced to the party as "the boys who helped collect signatures for the petition" and everyone started applauding. Which was strange. And then the maids brought out food (broccoli soup, fish and asparagus, steak, salad) and we had plenty of alcohol - I confined myself to champagne and white wine.

As you may imagine, I was star-struck. Apart from the usual characters, there was Glen Goei (whose partner owns the house), Ivan Heng, Jun Feng (not quite a star but very cute la), Neo Swee Lin, Pam Ooi (with very Samantha Jones circa Season 6 at Carrie's party hair), Emma Yong and Robin Goh. It FELT like we were in a Sex and the City script really.

Oh ya one of Weiren's 'friends' was there. Johnson. And he told me he's seen me before and I said 'yeah through Weiren' and you should have seen the change in expression on his face...I should really stop mentioning the Weiren connection because it doesn't seem to endear well to people...those who have slept with him before in any case.

I could get used to that kind of lifestyle. Weekly parties at friend's places (I'd host on occasion of course), where people are free to be themselves, and reminisce over archaic law school events like 'hop and jam', with a sprinkling of local celebrities thrown in for good measure. Champagne socialists indeed.

Hmmm...I kept telling myself last night, as I looked around at the pretty/famous faces, that I was a pretty good catch myself and that you didn't deserve me. And then I looked at you. And it almost broke my heart in two.

*edit* Just added a picture from last night, with Tim, Jin, myself and half of Johnson.