On this particular night, My friend and I had been invited over to this very successful indie Deejay's apartment for a few drinks. She had some American friends who lived below whom she had planned to try and set up with us. As we sat drinking and sharing stories. I discovered what interesting stories this deejay and her boyfriend had. Hearing about how her Boyfriend got caught at the swiss border with 8 grams of weed and getting the 200 Euro fine sent to his mum's house. Or how In his time of coming to Milan for Modeling, he'd been invited to three orgies. Turning them down in sheer disgust. Or how she was very good friends with a Babyshambles member and always got AAA passes whenever they were playing. No doubt there were potentially some more hard core stories involving Babyshambles she was probably smart enough not too share with us. All in all, it was a very enjoyable night. Then the American arrived.
This girl was a larger girl, who was not overly attractive. However, you woudn't have picked it with the confidence she displayed. I do recall the deejay telling us her Father was someone of importance within the fashion world. As we continued to drink a bit more. The vibe of the evening certainly wasn't the same, as she continually made snide and condescending comments regarding our knowledge of Milan and a few other issues. This certainly riled my geezer mate who had been living in Milan for almost a year. Which I believe was a fair bit longer than she had. This resulted in a hilarious argument unto which the result was us leaving very awkwardly in quite an embarrassing situation.
Its amazing how one person can completely change a social situation and turn it from a relaxed, hilarious and entertaining evening into an awkward unnecessary exit. Good times.
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