Yesterday evening wealthy Panama showed up poolside for a very high-end, ultra-glamorous wedding.
Sally, Marilyn, Phyllis and I were in the poolside cabana nearest the event, Sally and I still outstanding in our day-glow yellow Team Minga shirts. Transfixed by the slinky outfits, the designer shoes, and the enormous range of fake boobs, we settled in to watch and snap photos as the arriving guests and wedding party walked right past us.
Seeing drinks served and lovely food passed at the reception made us feel hungry, so Sally dashed back to the villa to grab a bag of chips and salsa right out of the jar. We ordered wine in plastic cups from the poolside bar, which was still open.
I only felt a little tacky when the elegant young Colombiano hotel manager whom I had met last year, Andres, walked by to check on things with the wedding. He noticed me, and with utmost courtesy, came over to talk.
OK, “a little tacky” understates the case. We were shameless gawkers, and the arrival of Sr. Andres made me feel a bit as if we had gotten caught. If you think that sent us scurrying back to the villa you would be wrong. We stayed glued to the scene until darkness fell, the fireworks went off, and it was time to shower and change to go to Harlennys’ quinceaneros.
Tags: kidding around
January 31, 2010 at 6:19 pm
I would totally love this shameless gawking… especially around a pool, with alcoholic beverages, salsa, the ocean, and fireworks to top it all off… what fun for you all
January 31, 2010 at 6:35 pm
…and no heels or mascara. You did it the right way.
No giggle-fits. That’s very polite of you all. A little disappointing, too!
February 1, 2010 at 9:37 pm
Surely if you both had been here it would have pushed us all over the edge!
February 1, 2010 at 10:55 pm
HA! I love it! Sounds like a marvelous time. I’d dare say the three of you were having more fun than some of the people at that wedding.
February 2, 2010 at 10:44 am
The wedding was quite formal and by my observation, there was a good deal of comparing of whose dress and shoes and jewelry outclassed others. I agree – I’d bet, albeit in our disheveled state, we were having a lot more fun!