The Cocaine Princess is back after an exhausting but fun long weekend. Do I have a lot to tell you.
So what do you think happens at a party thrown by a Cocaine Princess? Perhaps cocaine is served on a silver platter and its' passed around as party guests take turns doing lines or maybe we all videotape ourselves having meaningless sex and then we leak the tape onto the Internet? That's not what happens, at least not at the parties that are thrown by Valentina.
To begin with every party is a total production with professional party planners and there is no budget. It can start anywhere from 100grand and go up. Held in million dollar villas, resorts, yachts and on islands that are located in some of the most exotic places in the world. This time Valentina's party took place at one of her family's villas at an undisclosed location. Sorry but I can't tell you where. Well ok, I will give you a hint. It's a hot, tropical place with lots of palm trees. That narrows it down, huh?
Her chefs were flown in from a famous restaurant in London and another from Paris along with their assistants and each and everyone of them including the party planners and decorating team had to sign a confidentiality agreement. The DJ was actually her cousin who is a professional DJ. His dad is one of Valentina's entourage of lawyers. The decorations were astonishing. The decorators had been there for over a week and they were doing last minute touches. Every palm tree on the property was covered in mini lights and inside the walls were covered in fabric. In the middle of the main room where the party was taking place was an enormous floral chandelier with literally thousands of hand strung red rose petals. Tables were set up with silk tablecloths and a European crystal vase was in the middle filled with overflowing roses. Expensive china and cutlery was at every place setting and every table had a gold ice bucket with crystal trim. And on ice were C.D.M. Short for Cristal, Dom P. and Moet. The chairs had the same silk fabric covering the cushion seat but with gold swirly designs. Lighting effects were projected onto the wall with neon colors and vivid designs. Outside on the lanai was Moroccan inspired with couches and colorful pillows over looking the water. There was even a bar made from ice and chiseled were the words LIVE, LAUGH, LOVE. Her invitations were sent out about a month earlier and cost 20grand alone. They arrived by special delivery in a silk, oval shaped box and inside was the invitation that had a hologram effect with all the details. On top of the box was the guest's name spelled out in swarovski crystals. Inside the box along with the invitation was a gift varying from jewelery to pens made from gold- that was my gift, to electronic gifts.
As for security detail: Security cameras were positioned all around the property hidden in palm trees and statues and every bodyguard came with a gun and a Doberman. They looked all so cute, the Doberman dogs not the bodyguards. The dogs all had diamond collars around their necks with her daddy's initials spelled out in rubies. Valentina agreed the dogs looked cute but also warned they were very vicious and could shred a person to pieces in mere minutes. The bodyguards and the diamond Doberman dogs stood around the property like a fence. They were everywhere on the street and even on the roof. When I arrived at the villa with Valentina the decorators were doing last minute touches, her cousin the DJ was testing the music and speakers with Arman Van Helden's I Want Your Soul while Valentina did a food inspection in the kitchen. To an outsider observing all this they might assume it was a party for a member of the Royal Family. Sort of, a Cocaine Princess does consider herself Latin Royalty.
As I was getting ready in one of the master bedrooms I was staying in (every bedroom in a 40,000 square foot villa is a master bedroom) I saw a picture I hadn't seen in ages. It was a picture of my mom and Valentina's mom taken at Studio 54 in 1980. They were both wearing outfits designed by Halston. It just blew my mind in such a way that tears started forming in my eyes. I held them back because I didn't want to ruin my makeup. I saw Valentina's reflection in the huge mirror. She was standing in the doorway and said,"I get that way too each time I see that picture. Beautiful aren't they? Two former and very beautiful Cocaine Princesses. We're an extension of them"
The party started with a bang. The guests were very close friends- Valentina's daddy's business associates all have children and then there are her cousins and their significant others. As wild as Valentina's parties are at the same time they are tamed. At her parties there are no drugs and no one is secretly getting high because security would know in an instant. Alcohol, well that's another story. C.D.M flowed all night long.
One of the things that I love to do at these parties is sometimes I stand to one side observing and taking things in and for some reason people tell me things. Intimate, detailed things. At first I thought it was because they know I am a writer and so maybe secretly they want me to write about them. I always carry my pen and notebook in my purse. Everything is written in point form and then later on I write it out fully in my diary. It doesn't matter how late it is, I need to write it all down when it's fresh and new. I think I have to write for my sanity's sake. There are so many things that I have seen and heard that if I didn't release them in some way I would burn up inside. Maybe this is the reason why people confide in me too.
I haven't explained the reason why Valentina threw this party. No reason. Just because she wanted to. See we love life. We love enjoying life even though there are bouts of sadness. We eat, we drink, we dance! Like everything else in our lives our get togethers are done on a grand scale. We have money and we sure as hell know how to enjoy it!!!!!!!!!!
At about 2am I tried to make my way out to the lanai but each time I did someone grabbed my hand and wanted to dance with me. When I finally made it outside I cozied up on the couch where Valentina caught up with me. She plopped down beside me with an elegant champagne flute of Dom P. She told me to take a sip and I did. That was the only alcoholic drink I had all night. I wasn't going to risk it by falling asleep and missing everything. Looking inside I noticed a familiar face. I signaled her and she came over to us and gave Valentina and I each a hug and kiss and then sat with us. I had first met this person a few years back at a party thrown by Valentina's dad and was introduced to her. Who is this person? Let's just call her 'B' and 'B' has 2 other older sisters and they are all married to 3 men who are all brothers. 3 sisters married 3 brothers who are involved in the exciting world of drugs. They all live together in one gigantic mansion. 'B' despite her being married is having a little action on the side. Who is she having an affair with? Her Priest. Yes I said Priest. When I first met her she had been married for about a year and Valentina being polite just casually asked her how married life was? She replied that she was quite happy and then let the cat out of the bag. We thought she was joking but she wasn't. I didn't know what to say. What could I have said? But Valentina said something, 'you have sex with a Priest? She replied no and then said something very confusing, 'I've never had sex with him.' Confusing isn't it? She's having an affair with a Priest but has never actually had intercourse with him. So she explained it to us. 'I preform sexual acts for him......' And that is all the Cocaine Princess is going to tell you. She gave us a full and accurate description of everything she does for him but you're just going to have to wait until my book comes out to read about it. I once asked Valentina what this particular Priest looks like since she had seen him before. Valentina claimed she vomited a little in her mouth when she saw him. She described the Padre as a fat, old man with a bad comb-over. 'Sorta like Marlon Brando in Don Juan DeMarco.' And when I asked how old he is, 'he's a relic, 55 years old.' Then Valentina gave me the 411 about the 3 brothers:
Their father is on his death-bed. Before he got sick he was in control and in charge of the family business. While on his deathbed his sons were dying themselves to find out who will be next in line. Naturally one would assume it would be the oldest. But that's not the case. What they didn't know was their daddy had re-written his will with added stipulations. If none of the stipulations are carried out their rights will be forfeited and all their assets and property will be donated to the church. The same church that Padre Horn Dog preaches at. The patriarch of the family died 7 months ago. So now you must be asking yourself some questions:
Who's in charge?
What were the stipulations in the will?
Does 'B's' husband find out about his wife's extra-curricular church activities and if so how does he react?
What happens to the Priest?
I have all the answers in one of my up-coming books so you won't find it anywhere in this blog. Valentina is only friends with 'B' because her husband and his brothers do business with Valentina's daddy. Her daddy has a very long list of people who work for him so it's extremely rare for people who work for him to actually meet him or even know who they are working for. There are a lot of middle men who do the communicating back and forth. But there are a few select people who do know. The 3 bros. are the select few because Valentina's daddy needed to met with them once for an initial meeting. Valentina remembered her daddy complaining how uncouth and unpolished they were but needed them for a transportation point. Their location is perfect for Colombia's finest snow to pass through. Most of the Cartels in Mexico are linked to the Cartels in Colombia. Anyways Valentina struck up a friendship with 'B' since she was a little closer in age to her and remained on her party list and kept in touch with her. Valentina told me something that neither of us thinks 'B' even knows. The Priest has quite a perverse history with a sordid past and has an unusual sexual fetish and decided to turn to God hoping to change but once a pervert always a pervert. How did Valentina and I come across this tid-bit? Valentina's daddy had told her after hearing her talk to me on the phone about the Priest and 'B.' He asked her how she knew about their relationship? Valentina explained that 'B' had told her. When her daddy didn't react to the news she then questioned him. Apparently he knew. See anyone that Valentina's daddy does business with, he knows every little detail about them and their lives including people they associate with. When I say every little detail I mean every little detail. I asked 'B' today why she does what she does and why with a Priest? The answer: Its' in the first chapter of my book.
I love going to Valentina's parties because of all the story ideas I get. Sometimes I just want to go up into my room and start writing but then I worry if I leave to soon I may miss something but luckily I have my G.L.B. because my G.L.B. has told me another bit of juicy news. There is a new addictive creation ready to hit the markets. I don't know when it's going to be available yet or what it's called. What I do know is it's going to be quite pricey and exclusively available to the rich and elite. The rich do live in another world with access to certain things and privileges that aren't accessible to the average person. We Cocaine Princesses live one world above them.
At 3:30am the spectacular fireworks and light show started lasting a good half hour. When it was over I decided to go up into my room so I could start writing. Downstairs the party was still going as strong as ever. No one looked even remotely tired. I open the door and who was there? Senor Bling with two champagne flutes. He pointed to the gold ice bucket on the nightstand and asked "what's your pleasure, Cristal, Dom or Moet?"
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
I have been to other parties thrown by other Drug Kingpins. Valentina's daddy isn't the only Drug Kingpin I know although I am closet to him and Valentina the most.
One Drug Kingpin that I know gave away cars and trips and houses as party favors!!! They make billions and billions of dollars a year, believe me they can afford it. The other parties that I have attended are well, the best word that can describe it would be to use the word hedonistic. Hot gorgeous, Latin men making love to their women in an elevator, on top of a poker table to even the burning asphalt on a hot, humid and sticky night. The Drug Cartel is a very sensual, seductive and glittering world.
