Coffee and a Conversation
As Told Over Brunch is a home for intelligent discourse from the twenty-something perspective - so the stuff you gossip about over mimosas on Sunday morning or over takeout on your friend's couch when happy hour ends too early. We love chatting about our lives, whether it be the relationships we’re building (or destroying), lessons we've learned at work, struggles at school, growing pains we've felt, or even the food we’re talking over.
Going out is expensive. Covers, tabs, and taxis – these things add up. I’ve long been jealous that women can surpass most of these costs. Many bars let women in with no covers, and then it’s always a lurking possibility that they’ll get free drinks once inside from men at the bar.
Meanwhile, ain’t no one gonna buy me a drink. *sips water*
Read MoreThis past weekend was VCU's MCV Campus's Winter Ball, which was the third time Cazey and I have attended. Last year it was a masquerade ball, and this year it was a James Bond-themed ball. It was a standard ball with heavy appetizers, boys in bow-ties, and sparkly dresses. I ate a lot, danced a bit, and wandered around a lot.
Then our friends/co-dates decided to head to Kai to dance a bit. I was done with the ball, so I was down to go to Kai. We got Cazey and headed over to break it down a bit. He was especially excited. Before he even moved to Richmond, he discovered Kai and loved it since it generally consists of fog machines, lasers, and electronic dance music. Since I hadn't gotten drunk at this point and I was rather tired since I'm an old lady these days, I wasn't dancing as enthusiastically as I sometimes do.
The same could not be said for Cazey. That boy had his dancing shoes on.
Read MoreA couple weekends ago, Sara and I attended a masquerade ball. I sit on the exec board for the organization that hosted the ball, so my favorite game of the night was having everyone guess how much the ball cost. Since our tickets were free, we decided to go all out on our masks. Unfortunately, the first couples' set we chose sold out, but we received a discount for our next choice. We chose - I should be real here; I chose - a metal filigree mask that was hot as Hades. Truly, my only wish for the evening was to get a killer profile pic. However, the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
Leading up to the ball, I asked my friends where they were getting their masks. The most common response was, "Oh, are people wearing masks? I wasn't going to."
Me: (I guess I'll leave my $22 mask at home. Uh, no.) "You should wear a mask; I hear everyone else is."
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