My cousin and I left from DFW on sunday morning around 10. I wore this comfy shirt that says "999 evil when I do handstands" We were getting fucked up and told the guys seated around us where we were going and then asked them. 'They were a christian rock band. and my cousin's language just kept getting worse and worse the more he drank. haha
Skip ahead to the shuttle bus to the mansion. They had everyone meet up in some parking garage. It was a little strange seeing so many celebrities all standing in line, to have their name checked off the list. All I had was an email... I was so worried I would get up there and our names wouldn't be on the list. Who wants to get rejected and take the walk of shame in front of so manyfamous people. :lol; (in front of anyone really: My cousin was on his game too, an actress from the new 90210 show was walking by to the back of the line and he jumps at them all excited, "You girls made it!!" His clever ass pretended to know them and let them cut in line. :lol; He was on it like that the entire night.
At one point, he snagged 3 playmates out from under a band... MGMT. Neither of us got laid, but he was working them pretty good. He would get their interest and then they would figure out how drunk he was. We kinda split up and went our own ways... he kept disappearing. lol Everyone there was really cool. All the celebrities automatically assumed we were somebody they should be cool to. It was a networking type deal for many of them and I guess it was in there best interests to be cool to everyone there. All we needed was our foot in the door anyways, I honestly never expected so many celebrities to be so down to Earth.
Drinks were on the house, there were massage therapists there and ofcourse live music before and after the game. Nearly every model there immediately fell in love with our accents. It was nice, almost like we were the celebrities to them because we didn't have their burdens of fame. Ya know? Like they were all among peers and becasue we were so outnumbered, they respected us as such. It was awesome. I know my cousin would've got laid had he not been so drunk. haha I ended up with a few numbers and emails as well. Meet with playmates I'd had wet dreams about since I was maybe 10 like brandi rodderick and victoria fuller.
Besides the girls, game, and massages there were things going for auction everywhere. Signed jerseys, helmets, boxing gloves, footballs. All certified and authentic. They were all up for auction and I wished had brought a lil more cash to spend. Victoria Fuller is a playmate turned pop artist and her stuff is really really good. She had a gallery up and I was fortunate enough to get the smallest one she had. :lol; I really wanted to tour the house, but Heff had the house blocked off for his A-listers. Ron Jeremy, Denise Richards and whoever else.
One thing that was really strange was seeing people you've seen on TV, but you couldn't figure out exactly where from. That's how it was all night. It's really hard to recall everything in type. I'm much better at talking about it. Anyways, it was awesome and I'm definitely going to go back. I managed to avoid getting banned and we've already been invited to their next party.
That report kinda sucks, but there was just so much going on. It's all jumbled together.
Bret Michaels Probably 50 different playmates all jersey'd up with body paint. Actresses/Actors Bands
All kinds of stuff. It was a party by celebrities for celebrities and it was really cool to see that side of it. The coolest part without a doubt was snagging that pic of Hugh. He may not be around much longer and I've still gotta get my brothers first issue magazine signed. Next time.
My report sucks. The experience was pretty damn cool and if anyone ever gets the chance, go! I give up on this thing. Will post more pics when I get back home in a few days. (I'm leaving town in the morning for vegas Masonry expo)
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