Its party season
Last night I attended a summer ball with my boyfriend. He's a yuppie too.
It was his work annual summer ball, and in true London yuppie style, it was virtually identical to the one we attended 10 days ago for my work. Same venue, same tuxedos, same casinos and chocolate fountains and fairground rides. We posed for the photographer in the same pose, although this time refused to pay £10 for the print (yuppie salaries aren't what some might think they are). At least I wore a different dress.
Despite all these identical parties however, I had a fantastic time! Some may shy away at the prospect of attending a party of 1000 people where your other-half is the only familiar face, but it was actually quite relaxing to know no-one there. No bosses to chat to and impress before you've had too much to drink, no-one to judge you for what you are wearing or how you've styled your hair.
We played an interesting game of averages - namely, batting above one's average. Could we find a couple where one partner was distinctly out of the other partner's league? This purpose of this game is to try and answer the question of whether or not in todays upwardly mobile society, there is such a thing as "leagues". Can a girl from a working class background who has made it to yuppie land, meet a old-Etonian and live happily ever after? Or, as was our question last night, will a pretty girl fall in love with a ugly man, or vice versa?
Despite our searching, we found only one mis-matched couple (ourselves being equated on both the looks and family background front) - she was slim and pretty, he was fat and well, not exactly handsome. However, it was easy to see that they were having a lot more fun that some of the gloomy faced couples with the well-matched pretty-genes.
The conclusion here? In the world of identical parties, featuring a crowd of identical yuppies, it was very refreshing to see a non-identical couple. And a happy one at that.
It was his work annual summer ball, and in true London yuppie style, it was virtually identical to the one we attended 10 days ago for my work. Same venue, same tuxedos, same casinos and chocolate fountains and fairground rides. We posed for the photographer in the same pose, although this time refused to pay £10 for the print (yuppie salaries aren't what some might think they are). At least I wore a different dress.
Despite all these identical parties however, I had a fantastic time! Some may shy away at the prospect of attending a party of 1000 people where your other-half is the only familiar face, but it was actually quite relaxing to know no-one there. No bosses to chat to and impress before you've had too much to drink, no-one to judge you for what you are wearing or how you've styled your hair.
We played an interesting game of averages - namely, batting above one's average. Could we find a couple where one partner was distinctly out of the other partner's league? This purpose of this game is to try and answer the question of whether or not in todays upwardly mobile society, there is such a thing as "leagues". Can a girl from a working class background who has made it to yuppie land, meet a old-Etonian and live happily ever after? Or, as was our question last night, will a pretty girl fall in love with a ugly man, or vice versa?
Despite our searching, we found only one mis-matched couple (ourselves being equated on both the looks and family background front) - she was slim and pretty, he was fat and well, not exactly handsome. However, it was easy to see that they were having a lot more fun that some of the gloomy faced couples with the well-matched pretty-genes.
The conclusion here? In the world of identical parties, featuring a crowd of identical yuppies, it was very refreshing to see a non-identical couple. And a happy one at that.
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