Thu
Nov
13
Grab that Bud Select and lace up your boogie shoes. It’s time for a Saint Louis weekend, people! Happy hour begins at five today and will take us to the Central West End for husband-hunting and free drink-bartering. Tomorrow I get to “job hunt” until BNB breaks out of prison the office, at which point, “second verse, same as the first”: booze, boys, and bars. As for Saturday, I forecast a bloody Mary-soaked brunch, shopping, sand volleyball, and frantic car chases from Clayton to Washington Avenue, as I, hell bent and determined to track down my much-too-old-for-me summer crush, attempt to comb through every bar in the greater metro area in search of his pretty face. Consider this an open call for friends to find me: ALH, MPA, CLT, RT, and IDK who else. You know my name; look up the number!
