Despite the fact that I've had the plague for the past 3 weeks (it really has no name, so the plague it is...) I had a fabulous New Year's Eve. I was really bummed I couldn't drive down to Des Moines to see a good friend of mine (I just wasn't feeling better despite the Z pack and vitamins and water and working out to flush out that darn plauge) so I volunteered to be DD.
Have you ever been a DD on New Year's Eve and sober to witness the debauchery that is midnight? If not, I highly recommend you attempt it. Sure, you may need to make a back-up plan in case you end up downing holiday themed drinks and dancing on ottomans. Which by the way, leads me to point one: if you are sober on NYE you must go to a posh lounge with ottomans. Each ottoman is a magnet for strangers leaning up on each other and passing out, resulting in a fun game of "spot the sloshie". Whereas yes, I am guilty of taking a brief cat-nap in a public, downtown establishment (ONCE OK PEOPLE!! And it was in a pub in Dublin, so really, it's probably encouraged) I at least hid on a booth bench for a snooze (ahh, comfy).
I also highly recommend you go to a lounge with a cover band modeling after a band where most members are dead. This makes it easy to weed out the tools who claim they were front row at the concert of the band last year (I regret to inform you skinny-jean, skinny-tie clad man, that you were not, in fact, front row to see Let It Be live last summer. George Harrison is dead).
I also recommend wearing your sensible cute shoes, not the ones that give you numbing pain on the bottoms of your feet that you typically rely on alcohol to dull. That was a poor life decision on my part. But they were oh so cute, and resulted in my pal calling my outfit my "Badass" outfit all night. Will post picture of shoes at some point.
Best of all, we all got home safe in icy conditions, I enjoyed myself, my friend enjoyed herself, and I am not dehydrated today. Huzzah!
Happy New Year to all my wonderful friends!
