Saturday Night Chicks

images-1 Camille and I are sitting in front of the Met checking out the cheese, as she likes to call it.  We’re in little dresses and flats, cardigans tossed over our shoulders…dressed for, we’re not quite sure what we’re doing yet.

I opt for the Van Gogh exhibit, his irises and roses on display.  Camille wants to skip Vinnie and head straight to a bar.  Why does it feel like sex without dinner and a movie first?

Couples stroll by eating hot dogs and pretzels, the kind true New Yorkers never touch. They carry MOMA and Macy’s bags wearing T-shirts that say Soho, Strawberry Fields and Time Square.

The days of picking up a tourist showing him around are long behind me.  The promise of, don’t forget to write, as he leaves your apartment, his shirttails hanging out, reads like old paint.

“Everybody’s so fat,” observes Camille. “Too much food, not enough sex.”

“Maybe it’s a lotta sex, then too much food.  It always gave me an appetite…grilled cheese comes to mind. ”

“And fries.”

“Oreos.”

“Chips,” we say in unison.

“Come on SB, let’s hit the deli.”

We saunter down Fifth onto Lex sharing a large bag of Lays Potato Chips, two bottles of Schweppes Bitter Lemon to wash it down.

As we pass a liquor store, Camille gives me a sideward glance.  Our Schweppes suddenly has a shot of Stolli to keep it company.

“Ya see Camille, who needs a man to have a good time on a Saturday night?”

She let out a sigh easily heard around the world.

“Who? Me, that’s who.”

I say nothing, letting her longing drift aimlessly into the ethers.

SB

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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12 Responses to Saturday Night Chicks

  1. micklively says:

    Alcohol is a poor sex substitute, but when you’ve Hobson’s choice……………
    You’ve made me laugh again this morning. 😉

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  2. I love the photo! In a way you both got “Layed” …. the salty crunchy kind of Lays that is. You left the door wide open for that one…lol!

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  3. skinnyuz2b says:

    A good friend makes everything better!

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  4. Only Camille….

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  5. I don’t agree with her…I certainly don’t need a man for good company!

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  6. Patricia says:

    Sounds like a fine Saturday night to me. But then I am an old ditzy cat lady.

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