Thursday, December 01, 2005  10:55 PM
glam girls and zouk.
 I love going out with the Glamour Girls. Shopping with them is an experience on its own, and suddenly it's as if we're bonded by that one single bag, or shoe, or article of clothing. They are the only people in this world who will walk into a shop totally out of our league and act as if we own it. In addition, we try on fancy coats at Zara and proceed steathily to the changing rooms to take pictures of ourselves in it. Met up two days back for the photo shoot for Janis's wedding, some shopping and then chilling out at this bar/pub/restaurant at Emerald Hill called No. 5. That place is seriously awesome. You just feel yourself unwind once you step into the dimly litted area, and then you sit on elevated carpet around a small table with tons of plush cushions around. And the pizza and chicken wings are absolutely heavenly! Top that with some cocktails and you get perfection.
 The picture shows the girls at Gotham Penthouse, where we went in to get free drinks before meeting the guys to head down to Zouk yesterday. We're incorrigible and we have no idea how Gotham makes money with all that free drinks, but whatever. It's smart budgeting. Gotham was like a graveyard, and Zouk like a madhouse. It was so crowded the queue stretched for miles, but after much smart cutting, we got in and were squashed like sardines on the dance floor. Like seriously, I've never been anywhere that packed before. You can barely move, but I guess all that matters is your friends who happen to surround you. I realised that when the six of us go clubbing together, some songs will never fail to be played. When "That Thing You Do" plays, we'll huddle together with arms around each other like the rugby people, but it's actually really nice and comforting.
I thought clubbing was pretty fun despite the squeeze, and I loved the parts where this cold foggy draft blows at you randomly when you're dancing and for a few moments, you can't see anything. But I got burnt by a cigarette and that hurt. I mean, the stupid woman was smoking while dancing. Couldn't she have stubbed it out? People seriously have to understand that some things cannot be multi-tasked. I've been going clubbing for three consecutive Wednesdays though, since the KL trip, and I think my dad's going to have something to say about that soon. And I do need a break from all that smoke and alcohol. I'm aching all over too - Never go clubbing after a day of tennis and swimming. Time to detox - massages, facials and fruit juices.
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