Last Saturday I attended a Mardi Gras party at the Balboa Yacht Club. Yes people this is how I roll. John John (or Johnnie or JP or Pomer) hosted the event as he is a "Jr. Flag Member". All in all it was a great event. I had the opportunity to meet a few of John's friends and tried my hardest not to embarrass him too much. It was hard because I have SO many good stories. Anyways at the end of the night we're all piled into his suburban waiting for him so we can leave. John John is nowhere in sight so I volunteer to go find him. I hop out of the burb in my 4 inch stilletos and killer dress and start running inside. As I rounded the back of the burb my legs must have gotten tangled (they are quite long you know) and I came crashing down into the earth. Don't think it was graceful in any way. I ate pavement. I knew it was going to be a bad one but had no idea how bad until the next day. Here is the document evidence to date:
Plus 20 hours
Plus two days
In case you're wondering there is some serious swelling go on with the knee. It has not been happy with me. Good news is I didn't chip the knee cap. Woohoo! Oh and better news is my wolford footless tights were not ripped. crisis averted.
nice tights! poor little knee, did you have it x-rayed? is that how you know it isn't chipped?
ReplyDeletemy x-ray vision told me it wasn't chipped. did you know i had super powers?
ReplyDeleteI'm really glad you're okay! You know that the next time you're injured you can call ALL the way to the 818 (dreaded Valley area code) and I will come help you, if you need it!
ReplyDeletei was born in the 818.
ReplyDeleteyour poor knee. wow, that looks so freaking painful!!! i can totally imagine you just eating it too... in my depressed state it almost cracks a smile over here :) i'm glad your nice tights weren't ruined!!! you are lucky you aren't all bloody to go with taht beautiful bruise!
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