What can I say?
The pictures speak for themselves. Another awesome event from Blackout Productions. The Spring Fling Buckhead Bash sponsored by our friends at Three Olives Vodka. This was my 2nd open bar event sponsored by Three Olives Vodka. The first one was at Xmas. Couldn't enjoy that one because of my achy feet brought upon by some very uncomfortable Stuart Weitzman's, but this one, I went with flats, followed the advice of the RSVP note, which said, "dress for a spring day." And that I did.
There was food. A latecomer to this even would never believe there was food but indeed there was. Copious amounts of it. But for only those of us who arrived early. In less than an hour it was as they say, all gone. Not even a trace of the waiters. So we were left to our dismay to tackle the alcohol without any food, with the spring breeze as our guide, and some promised live music that showed up way too late as our muse. I remember bits and pieces of it because...
1) I got there so started a little earlier than the rest of the crowd;
2) I ate but it was still all a blur after so many vodka drinks;
3) It was a rather short event, 3 hours to consume all that alcohol. Like some sort of test.
This is what I remember:
1) I remember we all had to get shuttled over to this mansion. We weren't given the addresses because of privacy, we parked at this church and got shuttled over to this mansion that had this terrific backyard, great for entertaining.
2) I remember the guys were just okay. No offense. They were a bit young and the cute ones had lady friends. Usually there's always that one that you can sink your teeth into and shadow him all night eventually getting him to at least say hi, or something. I tried and tried as I may but I didn't find that one worth shadowing.
3) I remember that the ladies loosened up a lot and became really fun, crazy pictures all around. I bet if you Facebook this event there are loads of crazy pictures of me floating on the web.
4) Someone (or people) fell into the pool. They had this beautiful pool lined with bottles of vodka that we all admired all afternoon. As the night wore on they ran out of booze and had to retrieve the decorated bottles and serve them to us thirsty folks, but that was not the sad part. The thirsty folks got tipsy and before you know it, they were falling into the pool. Very interesting. Hopefully, they didn't have to do any driving.
5) I remember taking these pictures.
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