Playboy Desires
I’m probably one of the only scensters who hasn’t been to the Playboy Mansion (yet!), so when the “official” invite came for a Playboy Party, I was stoked. Unfortunately though, it was at Garden of Eden in Hollywood, a far cry from Hugh’s Bel Air mansion.
To no one’s surprise, the line outside the Hollywood Blvd. Morroccan themed club was filled with men. Lots and lots of men. Channeling Hef’s persona, some wore velvet jackets, some carried cigars, and others bit down on pipes. All were dying to see 2007’s centerfold of the year, Sara Jean Underwood.
I jumped past the line (it’s so fun to be a girl!) into VIP and headed in. With party sponsor Patron Tequila pouring out of everyone’s cups, walking the crowd sober was a little annoying. The club was overly crowded and everyone was dancing to rap-infused house music. At one point, I was smashed into a table by passers-by and was forced to lean over right into five people taking tequila shots. As I did, I kinda raised my eyebrows in apology and one guy finished his shot, slammed it down, looked at me and said “Hellooooo Honey!” He then proceeded to put his hands juuuuust shy of my breasts, right over my ribs and gave me a wet kiss on the cheek.
If he hadn’t darted off so quickly, I would have slapped him!
I finally made my way up to VIP where a few ex-playmates and Hugh’s besties were hanging out. I saw the sexy celebrated playmate, Sara, in a tight fitting black dress (I was secretly disappointed that she wasn’t wearing bunny ears!). She took pictures with everyone who asked, posing with a very sweet smile and rather innocent looking eyes. I think even momma would be proud!
I was talking to a guy Steve, one of Hef's best friends. I thought we were having an intelligent conversation about goals and dreams until he asked me, "So you ever wonder if you could have some staples down your front?" I was confused at first until he made motions of pulling out the pages of a centerfold. That was it, I was OUT. I was not sticking around for The Man.
Super offended, I couldn't believe that party was so out of control! But I guess that’s what you get for hanging out with a bunch of playmates!
Comments
Are you 22 or something? You're at a Playboy party...and you're shocked to be groped and hit upon? If that sort of thing insults you then you shouldn't be out and about in Hollywood. Learn to play the game or move back to Minnesota.
Maybe next time you will get an invite to Mary Kate and Ashley's party...
I concur with bettyblu, move back to Minnesota.
"the staples down your front" comment should have been taken as a compliment as Im sure it was ment. If you didnt see it that way your hangin with people way out of your league.
Im a bit confused, what was your reason for being at this bash,,& why were you so offended by someone who thought you could be centrefold material,i would have been flattered at the comment, but graciously decline if its not your thing, instead you acted like a 16yr old virgin & ran home to mama's apron strings. playboy is known for really only two things, men & centrefolds, what did you expect at this preview, cordial & cup cakes,,talk about wrong person for the job!Go back to kindergarten teaching!
Y'all are just jealous you weren't invited and have to give the girl who was crap. Pathetic!
Playboy party or not, no grown man should be reaching for a womens chest...so insulting. Im 22, living in hollywood, and attend the "hot" clubs, and belive me, I would have done the same exact thing as you...left! That is not the kind of thing that happens anywhere out here with men in hollyood at a social event...i think he is a pervert.... Props for leaving the gross man behind!
hahaha.. Even us Mn girls are that prudish.
