Office Christmas Party....BLOGMAS DAY 8 & 9

Yes, you read right, it was finally here: My very first office christmas party. The greatest thing about it, to start with, was that it didn't take place in the office itself but at the stylish Italian place across the street where it actually felt appropriate to throw on an eighties lurex top and sparkly heels higher than most people's self-esteem (who does that to stand around at the printer drinking from plastic cups, right?). So let's reminisce about last night while sitting on the couch in a chocolate stained sweater!



The Place

Think "why is this ceiling so high" and "why are children's paintings hanging over the bar" mixed with designer looking stools that magically don't hurt your back and long white tables. Also, there's a big black light installation that might resemble a solar eclipse.

The People

Well, there was us, The Interns ( yeah we spell that in capitals now 'cause it's a thing), the other magazine people mingling with each other, holding Moscow Mules in those rose gold cups, a group of guests that looked so absolutely unconnected to each other that we figured they had to have something to do with the Mafia, some private school guys that reminded me of this sorta penpal of my bestest friend (same haircut) and the padrone that basically screamed at every regular in his extremely hoarse Italian (I heard he likes to powder his nose a lot).



The Food

Oh my Goodness, the food. First, quail egg sunny side up on fir twigs (so that might have been a bit much but it looked so pretty), then soup, then the cheesiest truffle pasta I've ever had, and even after  being filled to the brim with that I simply had to devour a perfect lava cake with vanilla ice cream. All of that was washed down with the white wine miraculously appearing in my glass when I thought I'd drunken it all. I'll tell you, free refills are a dangerous thing. On the other hand, you gotta embrace the gifts you get handed.

The Takeaway

There was dancing, there were cocktails tasting like melted coca cola Haribo's and there were soft leather seats for when you needed to sit steady and show off your shoes. It was fabulous.

Hope you had a great night/next day spent doing nothing because having a great night is exhausting.

Love,

Rosy Smith