Fringe, Silk and Pearls
Finally, I’ve pulled myself from the fog of last weekend, which was filled anticipation, prep, attendance and subsequent chatter about the The Great Gatsby Movie Party, hosted by Greg’s List DC and What Do I Wear. The party was thrown in celebratory anticipation of the movie, which appears in theaters May 10 (count me in!).
If the vintage Rolls Royce and red carpet greeting you at the front door weren’t enough to transport you, the rooftop view and open bar definitely did the trick. The open bar especially since D.C. was ranked in the top 10 of America’s drunkest cities this year. The fringe, the silk, the pearls — Daisy would have been proud. The spirits, the wine, the glamour of it — Gatsby would have reveled in it.
I arrived solo. What was supposed to be a girls’ night out for me turned into a one-woman party. No worries, all the better to get into character as a mysterious and sultry female reporter names Kassidy (Yes, I take on characters to get through sticky situations. Yes, I know this could be considered a condition. Luckily, I get a pass; I went to art school.)
And what did this lady find? Beautiful couples, of course. But, I also found a trio of girls, spending a night on the town. What was so interesting is that once we struck up a conversation, instantly the topic of dating in D.C. came up, specifically how difficult it is to date here. Transplants from California, they’d only been in D.C. since January. It’s sad that it takes just less than five months for people to realize dating is weird here. But, I agree with them. Here’s a list of some of their initial observations.
- First question upon meeting is, “What do you do?”
- This is followed by, “Where do you work?”
- Then, “Oh really? I know someone who works there. Do you know _________ (fill in name with someone they met once at a cocktail party).
For people who come here to go to school full time, like I did, these questions can make you feel a little defeated. That’s the sense I got from them as well. D.C. is a city that attracts people with a lot of ambition; everyone is on the come up. Seemingly different from New York, where the transplants are all appreciated, as being a creative work in progress, in D.C. it seems we’re expected to be a polished finished product.