Cocaine Princess here.
I texted Pretty Lady a picture of my luggage, my Tumi grey aluminium one. As I mentioned in my previous post about it being such a short and quick flight, I should also mention it was kind of weird too. Weird feeling that is. Yes, of course I was excited to be finally be able to travel but as we were landing and as I looked out the window there were no palm trees, no bright blue sky and certainly no beaches. Instead all I saw was drizzly weather, cloudy skies and a lot of concrete. The walk to get to the luggage carousel was an extremely loooong one and I was feeling hotter than ever. I was wearing leather shorts, fishnets, a cozy but bulky sweater, my mask, my Max Mara Teddy Coat, ankle boots and instead of a suitcase carry-on, for reasons I still don't understand I decided to take my carry-on bag which weighed a ton. I had lost the matching shoulder strap so I had to hold the damn thing in my hands and to make matters worse, I had to pee so badly. After walking what seemed to be at least 5km and going up and then down a set of electric stairs, I saw signs for the restroom! Hallelujah! Thankfully there was no line up inside!!
Pretty Lady texted me she had my luggage to one side and informed me what carousel number she and the Rocker were at. As I was going down yet another set of electric stairs I could see Pretty Lady. The Rocker was leaning against the wall and in full cognito-- a page boy style hat, sunglasses and a scarf wrapped around his face that he was using as a mask. I called Pretty Lady by her name but she didn't see me until The Rocker called out her name while pointing at me. I dropped my bag and she ran towards me with open arms. Her hugs are the best! She held on to me tight and whispered how happy she was to see me. Pretty Lady and I are always in contact with each other- we message back and forth so much that our messages if combined were to be put into a book, it probably would have as many pages as the Lord of The Rings series. There was a little trouble between Pretty Lady and her boyfriend. From what she had told me he's extremely needy, insecure and is pushing for marriage. She had doubts about their relationship, whether or not The Rocker was in love with her or the idea of being in love and having a family. As we hugged she called him over where we were formally introduced in person. Back in the summer I was introduced to him over Face-Time. I was at a restaurant waiting to have dinner with her. On the drive to the restaurant she had been face-timing him and while still on the phone with him, she sat down and handed me the phone where we met. It was on that particular day he had invited me to his birthday party. Before heading into the car (The Rocker a few days ago had purchased a new Range Ranger) we popped into one of the duty free convenience stores where Pretty Lady grabbed me a Diet Coke and two waters, one for her and The Rocker. This bothered me a little bit-- not her buying the Diet Coke because I was dying of thirst from how hot I was but the fact she kept asking him, what he needed and whether or not he was thirsty or hungry. Not once did I hear him ask what she wanted or even say thank you.
As we took the elevator and headed towards the car (I was finally able to remove my stupid mask! Pretty Lady & I were walking with our arms interlocked (while he was a few feet ahead) when she asked what I thought about him? It was kind of a difficult question seeing how I just met him and also I didn't know what she meant. Was she referring to his looks? Personality? Look wise he looked like a Rocker. Personality? I didn't know him well enough yet to form an opinion so I replied, "he's cute!"
On the ride to the Hamptons, (a little over 2 hours) music played all the way. The Rocker of course loved his rock music but I thought it was interesting playing on his radio was "Come Undone" by Duran Duran. One of my favorite songs ever, which I had mentioned and then of course he turned it up! We talked about music and Madonna and how I loved her album True Blue the best and the next thing I know Open Your Heart began to play, he loves the intro the best. Other songs that followed-- Live To Tell, White Heat and then a lot of Rolling Stones music. I couldn't get over the fact "Come Undone" was playing. You see there are certain songs that trigger a deep emotional response and for those reasons I will avoid listening to them, regardless of how much I love the song. So hearing that song of course triggered me but I also took it as a sign. A good sign, after-all my bestie and her Rocker boyfriend were going to be setting me up with someone.....
XOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
