shoes and double dipping

tonight we went to a fancy party downtown. hooray for us, trying to get out of the house and be fabulous. the party was sponsored by fluevog. yes yes yes, these are the way too expensive shoes that i like to drool over for months on end until i break down and buy another pair. i'm up to three pairs so far, although one of them is in need of serious cpr or an early grave. maybe i should just donate that pair so that i can justify getting some new shoes.

anyhoo, the man himself was there. john fluevog was galavanting about, looking great in spite of being a bit under the weather with exhaustion. he strolled into the hoo-ha shortly after we sat down with our drinks and made a lovely entrance. then he proceeded to the table of snacks and promptly started to chow down like a fat girl. turns out the f-man had missed dinnertime after he'd been at the vog store downtown doing promo shit all afternoon and evening. (don't you just love how i get the scoop and manage to sound like i know what the hell is going on?) people shuffled in and the lounge filled up with conversation and lots of people who were vaguely staring at one another's shoes. ooh, ahh, fancy footwear.

derek and i had a prime vantage point watching the party from a corner table near the archway to the other room. i also managed a good score at the snack table. make your move when you can on good snacks, because artichoke dip with pita bread rocks. this must be what the guest of honor thought too, because i totally caught him double dipping with his very first piece of bread! it's true... john fluevog is a double dipper. i probably even have fluevog germs on me right now from the party. see how we're all connected in this world? it's nice to be reminded that even the successful people in this world are excruciatingly human. if i needed more to convince me, he clumsily said hello to me later on while biting into a huge chicken sammich and trying to chew his food. is that impeccable timing or what?

made for an enjoyable evening after all. now cross your fingers that one of us will win the vog raffle and score some spiffy new shoes. maybe a gift certificate. at least an extra shoe horn.


last thing i looked up on wikipedia:
small world phenomenon