The Social House
Where does one begin to describe The Social House located in The West Village of Uptown. The typical Dallas chic with blonde hair, fake nails, and a short dress looking for a “rich” Dallas man to sweep her off her feet and tell her she’s the one.
Instead these girls are going to be fired down on and convinced they are special and magical and…..of course, fuckable. Why else would one go out in Dallas.
Easter Sunday-
My friend and I attend a lovely Easter Brunch, get trashed off Champagne, and decide to hit The West Village and make fun of people. We arrive around 8:30 to find the place completely packed with Social House at its peak. The bar is full as well as the entire patio outside. I obviously conclude these people are out of work like myself and/or nail tecs on the prowl since Sunday is like Saturday for them.
The two takeaways from this evening are as follows:
A man in a tailored suit arrives holding a live bunny and attempts to feed it a live crawfish at the crawfish party on the patio..right
A chic is dressed up in a damn bunny outfit like Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde and simply just bouncing up and down and back and forth on the patio as we are sipping drinks.
3 years ago • Notes