Monday, April 2, 2012

Through the Looking (Martini) Glass

Subtitle: "An Ode to Getting Old"

This weekend was a bit of a step back in time for the Anonymous Husband and I as we attended not only the wedding events of an old buddy of his, but re-visited some of our past - our bar hopping, trendy past, more specifically.

Once upon a time I considered myself a superficiality specialist in this area, keeping abreast (yes, I'm a 12-year-old boy, and typing "abreast" does make me giggle) of whatever the latest restaurant or bar was at which I needed to be seen. Naturally this was occurring in my twentysomething years when I should have been studying Torts or similar, but . . . um, at least I was specializing in something?

The AH & yours truly in pre-game mode, with apologies for the Instagram repeat photo. Also, it was ninety degrees in Austin this weekend - IN MARCH, mind you - hence the summery getups.

Like any new parent, I'm now less trendy and more "Thomas the Tank Engine" - happily so. That being said, the weekend was perhaps the first PK ("post kid" for any newbies here) time I can recall getting dolled up and heading with great, superficial purpose to where the music would be too loud, the drinks too expensive, and the people watching rife with potential (see-through cutout lace dresses circa "Like a Virgin", for splendid example.)

I loved it. Specifically, I loved getting a peek on my twentysomething life with the privileges of a thirtysomething Smug Married. I can now invisibly float through the bar crowds of the Too Chic if I choose, as I'm no longer in my unwrinkled, Prettier prime. I'm also no longer in need of unearthing cute boys or proving I'm more . . . ??? what was I concerned about back then? . . . than anyone else, or anything at all beyond the picket fenced reality I have now.

Nights out no longer hold that beacon of possibility, the thrill of the unknown - who will I meet? Will my so-called friends force me to dance? I have successfully unearthed the cute boy, and only the most indulgent of bouncers still ask me to do the show-your-ID-dance. I'm not competing for the Prettiest in the room anymore, but oh, is it ever fun to watch the ones still in the vanity hunt.

I beg you young Pretties out there - please be kind to us old folk occasionally showing up in your too trendy haunts. We aren't trying to pretend we're one of you - in fact, most days you couldn't pay us enough. It's just good to look back and remember, to be grateful for the then and the now. A $12 martini  - when did it become $12??? - seems like a small price to pay for perspective.

10 comments:

Meg said...

I totally get your post. Going out sometimes seemed like work. Now you keep it real.

Adorable couple. Love the stack on your limb.

Melissa at Tall Blonde said...

Well said! I totally agree - a night out needed every once and a while. Good for the soul!

{Jessica} said...

Looks like you (and the hubs) had a fun weekend! And LOVE the arm party you have going on!!!

Mrs. Lovely said...

Haha, I can soo relate. I remember the fun I had going out pre-marriage, but gah it feels good to go home with my husband from a nite out with friends instead of alone with my girlfriends!

Perfectly Imperfect said...

Sounds like a fun weekend. A few weekends ago, I went home for St. Patty's and loved. But holy "I'm old" moment. I had to laugh at the girls in the short skirts and tiny tops doing jello shots. Or the sorority girls with way too much jewelry, too high heels, and far too much red lipstick for 10 am. But the hardest part? that used to be me! Oh how times have changed! Of course this girl went to bed at 9:30 pm after day drinking while those ladies took naps before hitting the bars til the wee hours. How ever did I used to do it?!?

Carly Anne said...

First of all, that dress is blowing my mind. And your jewels are great too.

I'm a big fan of the occasional evening out in the "scene." It does make a girl grateful...

Emily said...

I give the arm party at 10. Well done! Sounds like a great adult time. So glad you were not shipwrecked!

The Mrs. said...

Good lord I hated when the oldies would show up. Now I am one!! LOL

Amy @ Forever 29 said...

Can you just ship me that arm party? Please and thank you.

My nights out were few and far between back in the day, so it's all uncharted territory for me. Not that I don't know how to have fun (and I'm an awesome wing woman) but my crowd was never the party type. I love some bar people watching though. I do get what you're saying about having a respite from the day to day.

Mrs. Type A said...

um I love your outfit and bracelets. LOVE.

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