Not too long ago one of my best friends, Maggie bought herself a brand new dining room set. One of the fun things about being in your twenties is having little firsts that make you feel like a grown up. For her, this was one of them.
I was honored when she called me to tell me that she wanted me and Remi to be some of the first people she entertained at her place, on said new table. I believe her exact words were, “Remember that talk we had about bein’ all growed up and wanting to have dinner parties? Well, I’m makin’ it happen betch. I got us a big girl table.”
I am not exaggerating when I tell you that between two organizational freaks like Maggie and I, we literally planned this about a month and a half in advance. Well, she planned it but I helped with picking the date and bringing the perfect cheesecake. Which was no easy feat.
Our girlfriends however had the luxury of just being told when and where. As usual.
Lesbian dinner parties can go one of two ways. Horribly wrong or amazingly right. Thankfully Maggie’s was a hit. My girlfriend Remi was a little nervous, because my friends and her friends are drastically different. I can always tell that Remi doesn’t know what to talk about when I see that almost frantic look on her face as she searches the room for inspiration about something, anything to talk about with Maggie.
But to Maggie’s credit (and it is a credit) she can be a little intimidating. The very first night I met Remi, we were out on the patio at a club just about to kiss when Maggie strolled out, literally put her arms out and physically separated us, asking, “What’s going on here?”
She then leaned in and not to quietly asked me, “What is going on with you and all these butch women lately? Is this some sort of phase?”
Suffice it to say, ever since that night Remi has been a little cautious of Maggie and her approval. But every time we’ve hung out together as couples, things get more and more relaxed. Maggie’s dinner party was pretty much the warm bon fire we needed to melt any remaining ice among the group and it turned out to be a really nice, relaxing evening among friends. By the end of the night I could see that Remi looked comfortable and happy in Maggie’s presence and we all seemed to be bonding in a very lesbionic way that evening.
Maggie kept the wine flowing. As it turns out her girlfriend, Drea is a superb chef that prepared one of the best and most beautifully presented dinners I think I’ve ever had outside of a hoighty toighty restaurant. Only this time, the food actually tasted as good as it looked!
As usual I got a little too drunk …which seems to happen every time I see Maggie. Which is one reason I always need Remi to drive. After dinner, conversation somehow turned to gay boy porn and how ironic that a lot of lesbians seem to REALLY like it.
Maggie took that as her cue and ran out of the room, returning only moments later with several gay boy pornos for our after-dinner viewing pleasure.
I was too drunk to remember the names, but there was a farmer, a surfer boy and a construction worker. Anyways, I thought I had seen it all before, but apparently I had not. I had never seen gay boy DP before! Oh my.
Well my buzz was giving way to the residual headache I always get from drinking and before we knew it, it was later then any of us thought. A great sign that the night had been a huge success. My oh my how time flies when you’re watching gay porn with your girlfriends, drinking wine and eating cheesecake.
What can I say? Maggie knows how to throw one hell of good a dinner party.
I’m collecting more couples for dinner parties. Maybe one day I’ll have collection and set up like Bette’s… only less aaaaaaawwwwwwwwkkkkkkkkkwwwwwwaaaaaarrrrrrd.
I prefer to keep a group who enjoys each other, not looks for ways to tear each other down. I guess I’m just different that way
i’m so glad you finally blogged again. Sounds like you had a great night!
I’m jealous. I knw I shudnt be but seriously. I need some cool, gay friends like you have. I need a Maggie and a Dreah and a Remi!!! I need my own personal L WORD group of gorgeous friends.
Gay porn porn??? I don’t kknow why but a lot of girls I’ve dated think that’s hot shit. But I don’t. I’m gay cuz I like p**&y. But you’re onto something, I’ve known a lot of dykes into it. Why?
Crap. I meant “gay boy porn” not gay porn porn.
Maggie,
We need to figure out how to find worthy couples to join our little “L Word group of gorgeous friends” as LB Lezzy put it.
Seriously. Let’s put our big brains together and come up with something. I need new victims for my blog …. bruhahahahaha!!! (<—- that was supposed to be an evil laugh right there, just go with it)
I want to know what Maggie looks like. I remember your blog about you two getting your dinner bought for you and you write about her all the time. I see your pic up and your myspace page so I knw what you look like. You’re very pretty Sasha. But I want to know what Maggie and her gf look like, just so I can better picture it when I read about her in your blog
She must be hot from what it sounds like.
I need to move to Cali.
Come hang out in NYC there are plenty of fun lesbians living down the street from me in Brooklyn
I’ll even throw a dinner party in honor of my favorite blogger!!
Ahhh thanks Megan! If I’m ever in NYC I’ll look you up!