We met that would pick up at my place at nine-thirty. First of all, Rosa, who has a prodigious hands to make our makeup. Then we were several hours choosing dresses, hats, shoes, bags ... the truth is that my wardrobe was to dress us three and a hundred other girls. I've always had a weakness for clothes and accessories, and there was no season premiere at least ten dresses with their bags, shoes, hats to match. Most of them had been made exclusively for me by the best designers in Europe, with the best fabrics and materials without skimping on expenses. All my whims were carried out by my devoted father who loved to caress me above all things. What I can do if I am the apple of his eye ...
When we were just fixed really stunning, stunning! At nine-thirty, like clockwork, the car horn Martina told us that we were waiting at the door. We ran, we were nervous and hopeful to know how were the celebrations of the century, and of course, boys.
- Martina!, I think we could take my car. What do you think? - Said as he closed the front door.
"Well, my lovely, but yes, I drive ...- Martina said.
- Perfect!, All yours, "I said throwing the keys on the fly.
We got the four in the car, was a beautiful night, full moon lit up the road, and headed Vallvidrera a town near Barcelona where you will see some of our friends.
- The party is in Vallvidrera?, Great! A beautiful place for a party, your friend has very good taste, this looks very good, "smiled happy thinking of the long night ahead of us.
"I think, how wonderful! Are there many people at the party, what guys, how is it? - Rita asked a mischievous smile as she placed coquettishly golden waves of her hair.
"Yes, I said we'd be three hundred people. The house is beautiful and huge, has some spectacular views of Barcelona. You will love it. It also has a garden with a impressive pool, there is always someone just a little hurt to soak. We'll have a very good Peter is very good hosts and their parties are always memorable-
When we got home we were amazed, it was really as beautiful as we had painted Martina. There were people everywhere, but it was so big there was no feeling of crowding. Four strong men and big as closets flanking the wrought iron gate of the access gate, stopping all cars coming. Some parking took care to accommodate all the quirky car fleet, at least in our view, they arrived in procession.
"Good evening, your invitation please," said one of those giants.
"Hello, good evening, look," said Martina showing him a card.
"Fine, welcome and spend a good evening," said the boy politely. Martina
then stopped the car and one of the valet came quickly where we were. We got off my precious car and looked suspiciously like Martina handed him the keys.
"Please treat this car with the best pampering, you do not permit the slightest scratch ..." I said inquisitive tone.
-Minerva, quiet, you're used to dealing with luxury cars, can not you see what cars are parked? - Martina snapped me making a silly grin the valet.
"It's just a warning," the boy said, looking defiant.
"Easy lady. A car nothing will happen, try it like my own, "he said as he added quietly:
" These cocks are unbearable, willingly pricked her wheels to see if a donkey back to his mansion ... -
- But what does element! - I flushed.
"No, miss, that to me is pleased that a distinguished lady like you entrust to a nobody like me something as precious as his majestic car," he added with a smile of wax.
- Come, be silent and Minerva and go into the house! - Impatient to get Rita said, seeing that the situation is stretched foolishly.
- If you come, "Rosa nodded very excited.
very friendly girl took us to a huge room where great numbers of people. There were dozens of waiters who were up and down with trays of "delicious" food and drink.
A smiling waiter came to us inviting us to enjoy a glass of champagne from the tray he was carrying, with great skill by the way, between one human melting pot, we could not resist, was fresh and at their point! Martina
not stop to greet people at every step he had to stop talking, you could tell he was in his element, and we three, gossips and willing see what was going on in every room, we decided to inspect our own.
In our survey, dozens of waiters assailed us as we pass strangers offering meals, to our surprise, describing minutely ...
"Good evening ladies, would you like to try these melon seeds with garlic deconstruction on a tag piquillo peppers stuffed with macerated quico oregano oil grown in the mountains of Patagonia in rye toast? -
The three of us was shocked. While the poor waiter was catch his breath after the litany, we tried to guess where the hell saw that. Us just saw a piece of toast with a green mass, the size of a lentil, sprinkled with red drops. What deconstruction meant garlic noses?
"Look, I'll try, oh yes, if only for the effort explaining," I told the waiter smiling.
The three reach out and take one of those "toasts." The truth is that it was not bad, but safely, we would have preferred a simple vol-au-vents filled with caviar, much more delicious and less paraphernalia narrative ... We had not gotten
two steps followed when another waiter came to us and then Rita, before he could open his mouth, he said:
- Let's see boy, no more rolls explain us, tell us where the caviar, foie gras and seafood and this "whatever" the horses leave for
"Well I think there is, I am not aware that Mr. Ferran Adrià include caviar and seafood on the menu. If you want I can ask in the kitchen ...- politely replied the waiter. "Do not be stupid
Rita, the poor guy just wants to be nice," she reproached Rosa.
"Yes, very nice but I have a hunger! - Rita are getting brazen evil genius who gave her hunger.
"Come let's go for another glass of cava chilly that I have thirst" I said as I headed for another waiter carrying a tray chock-full of drinks.
We were eating more or less successfully, some of the "delicacies" that we were offering the waiters. In the lounge a jazz band played, I liked the music brought from the United States since then had been a success because it remained in place in the XXI century.
The truth is that the party does not desentonábamos at all because there were people and "paint" for everyone. The dominant note in the atmosphere was snobbery. Label had kids, but there were guys dressed in pants grotesquely with horrendous giants, with the fly at the height of the knee showing his underpants. Others looked gastadísimos pants shabby-style. Other exhibited great names on every inch of fabric: Giorgio Armani, Prada, Gucci ... while others were dressed in brightly colored costumes, so distasteful that seemed costumes worthy of court jesters. But if the guys dressed like the girls did not stay back at all ... The costumes were very precious, but also had with a skirt as short as a sash, with legs like wires, and oxygenated slovenly hair to the bone and skin so dark it looked like they had spent all day plowing full sun . Other females had not as pronounced cleavage had left nothing to the imagination. For more than two balls sticking round neckline disproportionate way of breasts, what vulgarity! Of course, if we secure a thing, is that we were the best dressed and made-up of the party. There was no doubt. But we were not the only ones to realize, as we noted from the looks of hatred that we spent some of the guests and gawking face many of the male attendees. But all this we were used to and we loved it so. Luckily, some things never change over time ...
Throughout the evening were projected onto a wall pictures and mini movies, senseless and apparent argument, repeated over and over again and that we could hear conversations on the fly hunted were announcements of the advertising agency's friend Martina, who had won prizes in different competitions.
Rita began to be very lively, helped by the champagne glasses he wore on his body but was not alone. As the night wore on people was unleashed and the tone of the party was rising by the minute. After
thanked Martina's friend told the audience with the help of a microphone, the lights went down and darkness came a lot of colored lights that turned and moved frantically from side to side while horrible music and deafening volume rang throughout the house. Then people started to freak moving strangely, as having spasms, or they were treading the bunion without mercy. Since then what a way to "dance" stranger some learners seemed tally chick waving her arms as if about to fly for the first time.
We infer that the dinner was over and began the wild party. Give Rita was already taking steps that will hit Charleston. What we could not understand is how could match the steps with the rhythm of the music that sounded awful ... undoubtedly proved once again that she was a dancer first. Rosa and I decided to stop watching and take action pegándonos a good dance session.
After a while I realized that a guy dressed all in black with huge sunglasses that occupied half his face, stripped almost to zero and constipated face, did not detract the eye on Rita ... I have to say this did not surprise me too much, in fact we were already accustomed to that Rita will take your eyes off, because, besides being very pretty, was not exactly what it says discreet ... What really bothered me was the cockiness and brash attitude of "pretender."
The type was decided to attack. Rita approached and said something ear. The truth is that apparently was not funny, in fact or dancing, but is that within Smalltalk was left because Rita did not stop laughing like crazy to every comment the tremendous element.
We decided to follow our own, that is, to dance and did not pass or three minutes until we were approached by two boys who, in truth, were not bad.
"Hey beautiful, what's your name?," Working or studying?, "Study or design? You are the light of the party, have left me baffled! - Said that he tried his luck with me.
At first I thought the guy was not bad physically, but had less grace than my uncle's jokes Josep and roll over a shade ...
"Hi, my name is Minerva. Really, do you really care if I study or work? What do you mean exactly whether the study or design? -
-Girl, so to speak, a way to break the ice ...- replied trying to be funny. His smile left uncovered a collection of teeth that would have given very good result in the sale of a horse.
"Well, watch the ice, you know what happened to the Titanic ...- I came out wanting rid of him asap because their conversation and smoking drunken breath I were very tasty.
"I see you've run into a tough chick. I like challenges .- said The poor deluded.
- Yes? Well let's see if you meet my challenge you ... For your information or study or work on something specific. I usually do what I please at any time, by the way, what's your name?, What do you do?, What do you aspire?, How much you charge?, What family you son? I'm looking for a father to my children I asked like a machine gun, almost without leaving a word. What to look for a "father to my children" was a great trick to get rid off gadflies.
- My name is Emily, but everyone calls me Millie. Working as a creative agency in the famous Pessat. As for what I aspire to, is to throw my direct boss stay with his job, in fact I'm trying to figure out how, and otherwise make a lot of money and work soon, it will also answer your question of how much recovery ... Anyway, I aspire to what almost everyone in the sector. And on your question of what family I am the son, then I will tell you that my father owns the most prestigious law firm in the city, the firm Cincocasas, do you know?, Do not know the pasta that you would save on lawyers If you went with me . Would you be the father of your children?, Happy, if we sign a prenuptial agreement ... - said that cake that seemed to have answers for everything.
"Well, well ... and you why do not you go to the bar, "If I may ask? -
" Because I like more the bohemian life, risk, festivals, adventure, everything that is contrary to the corseted world of law, "said Emily dangerously approaching me, his arms began to seem, increasingly, long tentacles cephalopod ...
"Sorry but I do not have much in common, better not waste time. Emili Arrivederci! - I said spinning me and Rita Rosa looking at her.
- But Minerva, come back!, If we just met! Let's not be cruel, give me a chance !...- heard as I walked away from him. The truth is that Mill did not interest me at all, then why what was going to waste time, had heard enough.
De Rita was no sign and when I finally tracked down Rosa saw that he was very well accompanied by a tall, blond and dressed beautifully. The two were engaged in a conversation that, judging by their faces and body language, should be very interesting, poor Narcis, which he began to poke horns! ... In this situation I decided to follow the party and gossiping pass have a drink.
While waiting for one of the waiters serve me I dedicated myself to focus on what took people of that time, there were so many brands and different drinks. Among the typical whiskey with ice, cups champagne, gin tonic and Cuba Libre, I was struck by a combo called a girl, such a Pitbull with whiskey. For a moment I decided to leave my beloved cava and ask me one of those combined to check out:
"Hello, I served with whiskey Pitbull? -
The bartender put ice in the glass added whiskey and then took one of those colorful cylinders that contained the open ended Pitbull and after filling the glass.
I pasted a small sip, the taste seemed nasty, but I decided to give him another chance and went to take another small sip and I knew that bad. When I realized I had already taken three whole package and I felt better than ever. An incredible euphoria began to shake my body, I thought that might look, and much, the nectar of the gods. When I realized I was dancing like crazy and the music that I felt horrible before now I loved it. In one of my few breaks to catch my breath I could see how Rita was making physical contact with the tremendous individual with no apparent qualities. I thought to myself as I saw Rita's excited over a hidden virtue must have been because she did not either ... he rolled to the end of the long exchange of oral fluids and decided to leave the garden and lost track of them.
After intense session of dancing and watching Mili how I had found and was coming at full speed dodging people with great skill, I decided to stampede toward the toilet, there could touch up her makeup, which should be a little hurt, and by the way mislead you. In my desperate flight bumped into a guy in a loud, fell both to the ground and put my dripping over my drink.
- Perdonaaa! ... My mother did not see you blushing, "I said as I completely reposition the hand and wearing a dress with me down the other.
"Do not worry, nothing happens. Where are you going so fast? What if the wolf is chasing you? - Asked with a beautiful smile that left me ko
"More or less ... - I said looking back, but it was too late, I had located Mili.
-Mili Do not tell me you are pulling the stuff ... - I said, winking one of his huge and beautiful green eyes.
"Well, do you know? -
- Who does not know him? It is the heaviest guy and cloying in all Barcelona. Come I will rescue you, "he said handing me his arm over his shoulder. I to like Adonis, I had no qualms to do so and Mill to view the scene gave up on their intentions and began to attack a red-haired girl next to him ... of course wasted no time.
That boy and I went to garden, the truth is that almost could not look at him so much that I liked, and I was thinking to myself ... "But what's wrong Minerva!, the guy next to you more beautiful and more enjoyable than you saw in your life and ¿¿do you stay silent?? You want to think you're a prude? Come Espabila cenutria or you miss! "
really as I thought it must face traffic to Mystic because when I came I heard one guy say," Sorry
, why do not you answer me?, Are you okay?, " 're dizzy?, does this hurt you hit something? Hey? -
- Ups. Sorry, I was thoughtful ... What you asked me? -
"Nothing, if you want to leave you alone ... -
-Nooooooo, noooooooo by God - I regretting my expression just after articulating the words. Sure thought I was crazy about him, very wrong! A smart girl, pretty and glamorous as I never have to leave your feelings glimpse and less on first dates. Certainly looked like a teenager. Was violating all rules of the art of flirting.
-perfect because it was going to be left alone just like that, "he said with another of his wonderful smiles that made my face, and something else ..., burn like the Olympic torch. I could tell, without any doubt that was red as a tomato.
"Certainly, we have not formally introduced. What's your name? - Asked sweetly. "My name is Minerva
-
- What name so fantastic! Not many Minervas here, in fact you are the first to know .... You're beautiful. My name is Arnau, nice to meet Minerva said as he came to give me two kisses. It was a presentation with all its formalities. I was so hot in my body that looked like the chimney of the House Burés actually thought I was going to give Faint heart because I felt in the area of \u200b\u200bthe tonsils.
"Well, explain more about you. Do you work in advertising? - Arnau said while he made a gesture to a waiter carrying a tray with chocolates and champagne glasses. I really could not have been more successful, a glass of champagne was what I needed at that time, well, one or more ...
"No, I do not do advertising, I came up with some friends, one is intimate host, "I trying to be something less nervous as possible.
"Well, then, what do you do? - Insisted.
"Well, well ..." I said while trying to come up with something credible. Finally I managed to say: "Working with Martina
Massana in an editorial, are partners -
" Well, how Martina? What a surprise!, Are childhood friends!, How did you meet? I never said I had a partner in the publishing ... - he said puzzled face. That conversation was going
tangled at times and saw that at any moment going to mess up all the way so I decided to cut their losses ...
"Hey, I already have told you something about me, now it's up to you," said making me aside to give me an air of mystery. From my experience with the male knew that guys do not like mouthy but died of the mysterious.
"Sorry you're right, I look like the FBI, I just wanted to know a little more. I hope not having annoyed with my questions, "he said hitting his cup against mine in an outbreak of toast. And went on to explain more about it ...
"I'm a professional winemaker and owner of several vineyards and wineries in the Priorat region. Do you like wine? -
"I love it, well ... whenever I have understood that the Priorat wine is the most big-headed that there ... - first and foremost I am a sincere girl and certainly in my time of the Priorat wine was of peorcitos.
- But hey! Who told you that? I do not know much about this world. Look, now I have to go, tomorrow I have an important tasting in one of my wine, I'm playing the highest recognition possible for the crop this year. If you give me your phone, and prepare a visit and a particular taste very special, I'll take care of everything and then you knowingly tell me if the wines of Priorat are good or bad, what do you think? - Said holding my hand.
For Sure I wanted a particular taste! But what the hell was a mobile?, He dared not say anything, did not want to think it was a hick. Luckily at that time I saw Martina she was talking animatedly to a girl in front of me, so I said to Arnold:
"One moment please, now I come, I have to say something urgently to Martina and I will not escape me Wait for me, okay? - I ran
to her and totally out of me I said in my ear:
- What is a mobile phone?, let me know please!, told me that my phone to stay with him! - I said, pointing discreetly to Arnau with his eyes.
- Are you staying with Arnold?, Really? But daughter, how lucky you are! Put one foot in the party and take the trophy! Takes give this number 688 88 88 88, my phone, tell them you lost yours because it will have it recorded in your diary to my name ... - Martina said pointing his mobile number on a napkin with a lipstick.
"Thank you, thank you! - Martina told by the gesture victory with the fingers.
- Hello! I'm here. I give the phone looks Martina because I lost mine, I'm a bit clueless ... "I said with a drop of tabs worthy of a Hollywood star.
"Fine, then I call you Martina, I have it registered, do not worry. Minerva Well, nice to meet you, it was worth coming to this party. I'm not very fond of these soirees, bored me a bit, but I have to admit that I've had this very well. As with the end of the tasting and we'll call you, "he said as he came to give me two kisses goodbye to the hair on my neck stand up the whole body. Good-bye
Arnau, to another, "I said making me indifferent when in fact he was counting the seconds that were missing to be with him again. I saw Arnau
walked away, and a boundless euphoria filled me completely, the light of dawn coming through the large windows of the room and people began to disappear at times. Martina was at the other end of the room saying goodbye to two boys, I headed towards it with the intention of ending the party.
- Martina we go now?, It seems that everyone is gone, and it is dawning-
"Yes, I'm really tired, I have my mother tongue that barely fit in my mouth so much that I have exercised ... encountered people who had not seen for centuries. Where are Rosa and Rita?, do you located? -
"But the truth is no. Rita saw her leaving the garden with a guy I shared something more than words and I think Rosa goes more or less the same way with another lad
"Come I look around the house and you look in the garden, we are here within five minutes, "said Martina as she walked towards the main hall.
I left the garden and there were only empty glasses and the odd couple in a compromising situation.
I looked in every nook and Rosa finally found out, good company, a kind of pergola where he had a white sofa and a central coffee table with a lantern. The corner could not be more romantic.
"Hi Rosa, Martina says we're going to go now-
- Already?" He said with a sad face.
"Well, it is already dawn ... -
" Yes, yes, agree, then turned and fired from that blond guy with a kiss championship. The most interesting was the realization that the boy in question was a foreigner! Actually spoke English and English Rose knew nothing at all ... but we know that love does not need words.
Rosa and I went to find Rita in every corner. Neither she nor I had seen in virtually all night. As our search was unsuccessful we went to the point where we had stayed with Martina to see if she had been luckier.
-do, Martina, have you found? - I asked.
- way! No sign anywhere! -
- Go!, Now I remember! ... I saw her leave the house with that guy in black with giant glasses, but I thought that they would come, "said Rosa.
"Mother, what we needed ... losing Rita is so discreet that he thought aloud Rosa putting face of suffering.
- How? "With a black boy with huge dark glasses?, What with his hair shorn almost to zero? -
" Yes, "I said surprised.
- You know Who is it? - added.
- Of course I know!, Which has been going to roll with the wisest of the party! . Go two have come together, God and we can prepare ... The best we can do is go home and wait for. The will be taken for a ride, so to speak ... "said Martina faced circumstances.
"We'll see where to get this," he said putting his hands on his head.
We did not understand what it was all about but we were so tired we did not want to ask more, we only had the strength to get into the car and let it go all the way home. There have been many emotions for us and now only needed rest.
On the way Rosa and I went to sleep. Upon arriving home, Martina said she would sleep with us because there was nothing quiet by Rita and preferred to be present when he appeared. The truth is that she looked quite nervous. Rita knew us well and we knew too well that she was always the last to end the party, so we got into bed and we did not give more importance to the issue ...
When we were taking the sleep we heard a car stopped in front of doorstep. We ran to the window and see how Rita could actually down from a red car which was driving the odd item. After saying goodbye with a kiss that never ends, Rita went to the door and he tried to put the key in the lock, with many hardships by the way, Martina opened the door and ushered in a stretch, very upset and looking in all directions of the street as if looking for something or someone.
- Rita by God, we agreed that you would be discreet! Where have you gone with him?, And what is worse, "what have you done??? - Martina said looking worried.
"Why, what happens! I am already old enough to do whatever he wants with whomever and wherever, do not you think? We have also been very discreet, really, "said Rita while eluded him a mischievous smile beneath her nose.
"If you've certainly been very discreet ... Do you know who is he? Do you have persecuted someone? You have no idea where you can be gone, "said Martina making a fuss.
After the tense scene, Martina explained that the individual with whom Rita had been enjoying was a certain Borja Mephisto, a successful publicist who had become "famous" for being the most cocky juror and despot of a program TV which was chosen the best singer of Gregorian chant from Spain. Martina explained that since he had become a celebrity, his life was a window and there was no week when not out on the cover of a gossip magazine with a new real or invented scandal.
- Do you understand why the interrogation?, Think that dozens of paparazzi following her every move on the hunt for any photo could be published with a scandalous headline ... - Martina told Rita and she was speechless for a few seconds. After a short silence he told us the "escape" ignoring data that was not really necessary to tell.
"Mother, now I understand his insistence on leaving the party with such caution and secrecy ... I thought his acting was that he was married, but I see out there were no shots. The truth is not delve much into our biographies, I just know it's called Bob and little else, our dialogue was totally banal, well, and erotic holiday. Let's see, before leaving the house we brokered a bottle of champagne and two glasses and then took the car and took me to a romantic gazebo from which you could see all of Barcelona, \u200b\u200band what is good is not original, and so you can imagine ... "said Rita with a look of surprise, and added:
" I did not see any pizpirazi, do you say so?, "I gather they are photographers, right?, although I have to confess that neither was in a position to realize of his presence-"Let's hope
so and that this does not extend beyond the press because if the heart does not know where you come, you invent a past, which suits them best, and I assure you that your life, and by extension ours, is a hell. We will pursue all parties try to find out what you do and everything they can out of your day to day and our plans to see the how and why you came here will become very difficult very serious, "said Martina.
We went to bed really worried, but fatigue made the dream quickly beat us, tomorrow was another day.
When we were just fixed really stunning, stunning! At nine-thirty, like clockwork, the car horn Martina told us that we were waiting at the door. We ran, we were nervous and hopeful to know how were the celebrations of the century, and of course, boys.
- Martina!, I think we could take my car. What do you think? - Said as he closed the front door.
"Well, my lovely, but yes, I drive ...- Martina said.
- Perfect!, All yours, "I said throwing the keys on the fly.
We got the four in the car, was a beautiful night, full moon lit up the road, and headed Vallvidrera a town near Barcelona where you will see some of our friends.
- The party is in Vallvidrera?, Great! A beautiful place for a party, your friend has very good taste, this looks very good, "smiled happy thinking of the long night ahead of us.
"I think, how wonderful! Are there many people at the party, what guys, how is it? - Rita asked a mischievous smile as she placed coquettishly golden waves of her hair.
"Yes, I said we'd be three hundred people. The house is beautiful and huge, has some spectacular views of Barcelona. You will love it. It also has a garden with a impressive pool, there is always someone just a little hurt to soak. We'll have a very good Peter is very good hosts and their parties are always memorable-
When we got home we were amazed, it was really as beautiful as we had painted Martina. There were people everywhere, but it was so big there was no feeling of crowding. Four strong men and big as closets flanking the wrought iron gate of the access gate, stopping all cars coming. Some parking took care to accommodate all the quirky car fleet, at least in our view, they arrived in procession.
"Good evening, your invitation please," said one of those giants.
"Hello, good evening, look," said Martina showing him a card.
"Fine, welcome and spend a good evening," said the boy politely. Martina
then stopped the car and one of the valet came quickly where we were. We got off my precious car and looked suspiciously like Martina handed him the keys.
"Please treat this car with the best pampering, you do not permit the slightest scratch ..." I said inquisitive tone.
-Minerva, quiet, you're used to dealing with luxury cars, can not you see what cars are parked? - Martina snapped me making a silly grin the valet.
"It's just a warning," the boy said, looking defiant.
"Easy lady. A car nothing will happen, try it like my own, "he said as he added quietly:
" These cocks are unbearable, willingly pricked her wheels to see if a donkey back to his mansion ... -
- But what does element! - I flushed.
"No, miss, that to me is pleased that a distinguished lady like you entrust to a nobody like me something as precious as his majestic car," he added with a smile of wax.
- Come, be silent and Minerva and go into the house! - Impatient to get Rita said, seeing that the situation is stretched foolishly.
- If you come, "Rosa nodded very excited.
very friendly girl took us to a huge room where great numbers of people. There were dozens of waiters who were up and down with trays of "delicious" food and drink.
A smiling waiter came to us inviting us to enjoy a glass of champagne from the tray he was carrying, with great skill by the way, between one human melting pot, we could not resist, was fresh and at their point! Martina
not stop to greet people at every step he had to stop talking, you could tell he was in his element, and we three, gossips and willing see what was going on in every room, we decided to inspect our own.
In our survey, dozens of waiters assailed us as we pass strangers offering meals, to our surprise, describing minutely ...
"Good evening ladies, would you like to try these melon seeds with garlic deconstruction on a tag piquillo peppers stuffed with macerated quico oregano oil grown in the mountains of Patagonia in rye toast? -
The three of us was shocked. While the poor waiter was catch his breath after the litany, we tried to guess where the hell saw that. Us just saw a piece of toast with a green mass, the size of a lentil, sprinkled with red drops. What deconstruction meant garlic noses?
"Look, I'll try, oh yes, if only for the effort explaining," I told the waiter smiling.
The three reach out and take one of those "toasts." The truth is that it was not bad, but safely, we would have preferred a simple vol-au-vents filled with caviar, much more delicious and less paraphernalia narrative ... We had not gotten
two steps followed when another waiter came to us and then Rita, before he could open his mouth, he said:
- Let's see boy, no more rolls explain us, tell us where the caviar, foie gras and seafood and this "whatever" the horses leave for
"Well I think there is, I am not aware that Mr. Ferran Adrià include caviar and seafood on the menu. If you want I can ask in the kitchen ...- politely replied the waiter. "Do not be stupid
Rita, the poor guy just wants to be nice," she reproached Rosa.
"Yes, very nice but I have a hunger! - Rita are getting brazen evil genius who gave her hunger.
"Come let's go for another glass of cava chilly that I have thirst" I said as I headed for another waiter carrying a tray chock-full of drinks.
We were eating more or less successfully, some of the "delicacies" that we were offering the waiters. In the lounge a jazz band played, I liked the music brought from the United States since then had been a success because it remained in place in the XXI century.
The truth is that the party does not desentonábamos at all because there were people and "paint" for everyone. The dominant note in the atmosphere was snobbery. Label had kids, but there were guys dressed in pants grotesquely with horrendous giants, with the fly at the height of the knee showing his underpants. Others looked gastadísimos pants shabby-style. Other exhibited great names on every inch of fabric: Giorgio Armani, Prada, Gucci ... while others were dressed in brightly colored costumes, so distasteful that seemed costumes worthy of court jesters. But if the guys dressed like the girls did not stay back at all ... The costumes were very precious, but also had with a skirt as short as a sash, with legs like wires, and oxygenated slovenly hair to the bone and skin so dark it looked like they had spent all day plowing full sun . Other females had not as pronounced cleavage had left nothing to the imagination. For more than two balls sticking round neckline disproportionate way of breasts, what vulgarity! Of course, if we secure a thing, is that we were the best dressed and made-up of the party. There was no doubt. But we were not the only ones to realize, as we noted from the looks of hatred that we spent some of the guests and gawking face many of the male attendees. But all this we were used to and we loved it so. Luckily, some things never change over time ...
Throughout the evening were projected onto a wall pictures and mini movies, senseless and apparent argument, repeated over and over again and that we could hear conversations on the fly hunted were announcements of the advertising agency's friend Martina, who had won prizes in different competitions.
Rita began to be very lively, helped by the champagne glasses he wore on his body but was not alone. As the night wore on people was unleashed and the tone of the party was rising by the minute. After
thanked Martina's friend told the audience with the help of a microphone, the lights went down and darkness came a lot of colored lights that turned and moved frantically from side to side while horrible music and deafening volume rang throughout the house. Then people started to freak moving strangely, as having spasms, or they were treading the bunion without mercy. Since then what a way to "dance" stranger some learners seemed tally chick waving her arms as if about to fly for the first time.
We infer that the dinner was over and began the wild party. Give Rita was already taking steps that will hit Charleston. What we could not understand is how could match the steps with the rhythm of the music that sounded awful ... undoubtedly proved once again that she was a dancer first. Rosa and I decided to stop watching and take action pegándonos a good dance session.
After a while I realized that a guy dressed all in black with huge sunglasses that occupied half his face, stripped almost to zero and constipated face, did not detract the eye on Rita ... I have to say this did not surprise me too much, in fact we were already accustomed to that Rita will take your eyes off, because, besides being very pretty, was not exactly what it says discreet ... What really bothered me was the cockiness and brash attitude of "pretender."
The type was decided to attack. Rita approached and said something ear. The truth is that apparently was not funny, in fact or dancing, but is that within Smalltalk was left because Rita did not stop laughing like crazy to every comment the tremendous element.
We decided to follow our own, that is, to dance and did not pass or three minutes until we were approached by two boys who, in truth, were not bad.
"Hey beautiful, what's your name?," Working or studying?, "Study or design? You are the light of the party, have left me baffled! - Said that he tried his luck with me.
At first I thought the guy was not bad physically, but had less grace than my uncle's jokes Josep and roll over a shade ...
"Hi, my name is Minerva. Really, do you really care if I study or work? What do you mean exactly whether the study or design? -
-Girl, so to speak, a way to break the ice ...- replied trying to be funny. His smile left uncovered a collection of teeth that would have given very good result in the sale of a horse.
"Well, watch the ice, you know what happened to the Titanic ...- I came out wanting rid of him asap because their conversation and smoking drunken breath I were very tasty.
"I see you've run into a tough chick. I like challenges .- said The poor deluded.
- Yes? Well let's see if you meet my challenge you ... For your information or study or work on something specific. I usually do what I please at any time, by the way, what's your name?, What do you do?, What do you aspire?, How much you charge?, What family you son? I'm looking for a father to my children I asked like a machine gun, almost without leaving a word. What to look for a "father to my children" was a great trick to get rid off gadflies.
- My name is Emily, but everyone calls me Millie. Working as a creative agency in the famous Pessat. As for what I aspire to, is to throw my direct boss stay with his job, in fact I'm trying to figure out how, and otherwise make a lot of money and work soon, it will also answer your question of how much recovery ... Anyway, I aspire to what almost everyone in the sector. And on your question of what family I am the son, then I will tell you that my father owns the most prestigious law firm in the city, the firm Cincocasas, do you know?, Do not know the pasta that you would save on lawyers If you went with me . Would you be the father of your children?, Happy, if we sign a prenuptial agreement ... - said that cake that seemed to have answers for everything.
"Well, well ... and you why do not you go to the bar, "If I may ask? -
" Because I like more the bohemian life, risk, festivals, adventure, everything that is contrary to the corseted world of law, "said Emily dangerously approaching me, his arms began to seem, increasingly, long tentacles cephalopod ...
"Sorry but I do not have much in common, better not waste time. Emili Arrivederci! - I said spinning me and Rita Rosa looking at her.
- But Minerva, come back!, If we just met! Let's not be cruel, give me a chance !...- heard as I walked away from him. The truth is that Mill did not interest me at all, then why what was going to waste time, had heard enough.
De Rita was no sign and when I finally tracked down Rosa saw that he was very well accompanied by a tall, blond and dressed beautifully. The two were engaged in a conversation that, judging by their faces and body language, should be very interesting, poor Narcis, which he began to poke horns! ... In this situation I decided to follow the party and gossiping pass have a drink.
While waiting for one of the waiters serve me I dedicated myself to focus on what took people of that time, there were so many brands and different drinks. Among the typical whiskey with ice, cups champagne, gin tonic and Cuba Libre, I was struck by a combo called a girl, such a Pitbull with whiskey. For a moment I decided to leave my beloved cava and ask me one of those combined to check out:
"Hello, I served with whiskey Pitbull? -
The bartender put ice in the glass added whiskey and then took one of those colorful cylinders that contained the open ended Pitbull and after filling the glass.
I pasted a small sip, the taste seemed nasty, but I decided to give him another chance and went to take another small sip and I knew that bad. When I realized I had already taken three whole package and I felt better than ever. An incredible euphoria began to shake my body, I thought that might look, and much, the nectar of the gods. When I realized I was dancing like crazy and the music that I felt horrible before now I loved it. In one of my few breaks to catch my breath I could see how Rita was making physical contact with the tremendous individual with no apparent qualities. I thought to myself as I saw Rita's excited over a hidden virtue must have been because she did not either ... he rolled to the end of the long exchange of oral fluids and decided to leave the garden and lost track of them.
After intense session of dancing and watching Mili how I had found and was coming at full speed dodging people with great skill, I decided to stampede toward the toilet, there could touch up her makeup, which should be a little hurt, and by the way mislead you. In my desperate flight bumped into a guy in a loud, fell both to the ground and put my dripping over my drink.
- Perdonaaa! ... My mother did not see you blushing, "I said as I completely reposition the hand and wearing a dress with me down the other.
"Do not worry, nothing happens. Where are you going so fast? What if the wolf is chasing you? - Asked with a beautiful smile that left me ko
"More or less ... - I said looking back, but it was too late, I had located Mili.
-Mili Do not tell me you are pulling the stuff ... - I said, winking one of his huge and beautiful green eyes.
"Well, do you know? -
- Who does not know him? It is the heaviest guy and cloying in all Barcelona. Come I will rescue you, "he said handing me his arm over his shoulder. I to like Adonis, I had no qualms to do so and Mill to view the scene gave up on their intentions and began to attack a red-haired girl next to him ... of course wasted no time.
That boy and I went to garden, the truth is that almost could not look at him so much that I liked, and I was thinking to myself ... "But what's wrong Minerva!, the guy next to you more beautiful and more enjoyable than you saw in your life and ¿¿do you stay silent?? You want to think you're a prude? Come Espabila cenutria or you miss! "
really as I thought it must face traffic to Mystic because when I came I heard one guy say," Sorry
, why do not you answer me?, Are you okay?, " 're dizzy?, does this hurt you hit something? Hey? -
- Ups. Sorry, I was thoughtful ... What you asked me? -
"Nothing, if you want to leave you alone ... -
-Nooooooo, noooooooo by God - I regretting my expression just after articulating the words. Sure thought I was crazy about him, very wrong! A smart girl, pretty and glamorous as I never have to leave your feelings glimpse and less on first dates. Certainly looked like a teenager. Was violating all rules of the art of flirting.
-perfect because it was going to be left alone just like that, "he said with another of his wonderful smiles that made my face, and something else ..., burn like the Olympic torch. I could tell, without any doubt that was red as a tomato.
"Certainly, we have not formally introduced. What's your name? - Asked sweetly. "My name is Minerva
-
- What name so fantastic! Not many Minervas here, in fact you are the first to know .... You're beautiful. My name is Arnau, nice to meet Minerva said as he came to give me two kisses. It was a presentation with all its formalities. I was so hot in my body that looked like the chimney of the House Burés actually thought I was going to give Faint heart because I felt in the area of \u200b\u200bthe tonsils.
"Well, explain more about you. Do you work in advertising? - Arnau said while he made a gesture to a waiter carrying a tray with chocolates and champagne glasses. I really could not have been more successful, a glass of champagne was what I needed at that time, well, one or more ...
"No, I do not do advertising, I came up with some friends, one is intimate host, "I trying to be something less nervous as possible.
"Well, then, what do you do? - Insisted.
"Well, well ..." I said while trying to come up with something credible. Finally I managed to say: "Working with Martina
Massana in an editorial, are partners -
" Well, how Martina? What a surprise!, Are childhood friends!, How did you meet? I never said I had a partner in the publishing ... - he said puzzled face. That conversation was going
tangled at times and saw that at any moment going to mess up all the way so I decided to cut their losses ...
"Hey, I already have told you something about me, now it's up to you," said making me aside to give me an air of mystery. From my experience with the male knew that guys do not like mouthy but died of the mysterious.
"Sorry you're right, I look like the FBI, I just wanted to know a little more. I hope not having annoyed with my questions, "he said hitting his cup against mine in an outbreak of toast. And went on to explain more about it ...
"I'm a professional winemaker and owner of several vineyards and wineries in the Priorat region. Do you like wine? -
"I love it, well ... whenever I have understood that the Priorat wine is the most big-headed that there ... - first and foremost I am a sincere girl and certainly in my time of the Priorat wine was of peorcitos.
- But hey! Who told you that? I do not know much about this world. Look, now I have to go, tomorrow I have an important tasting in one of my wine, I'm playing the highest recognition possible for the crop this year. If you give me your phone, and prepare a visit and a particular taste very special, I'll take care of everything and then you knowingly tell me if the wines of Priorat are good or bad, what do you think? - Said holding my hand.
For Sure I wanted a particular taste! But what the hell was a mobile?, He dared not say anything, did not want to think it was a hick. Luckily at that time I saw Martina she was talking animatedly to a girl in front of me, so I said to Arnold:
"One moment please, now I come, I have to say something urgently to Martina and I will not escape me Wait for me, okay? - I ran
to her and totally out of me I said in my ear:
- What is a mobile phone?, let me know please!, told me that my phone to stay with him! - I said, pointing discreetly to Arnau with his eyes.
- Are you staying with Arnold?, Really? But daughter, how lucky you are! Put one foot in the party and take the trophy! Takes give this number 688 88 88 88, my phone, tell them you lost yours because it will have it recorded in your diary to my name ... - Martina said pointing his mobile number on a napkin with a lipstick.
"Thank you, thank you! - Martina told by the gesture victory with the fingers.
- Hello! I'm here. I give the phone looks Martina because I lost mine, I'm a bit clueless ... "I said with a drop of tabs worthy of a Hollywood star.
"Fine, then I call you Martina, I have it registered, do not worry. Minerva Well, nice to meet you, it was worth coming to this party. I'm not very fond of these soirees, bored me a bit, but I have to admit that I've had this very well. As with the end of the tasting and we'll call you, "he said as he came to give me two kisses goodbye to the hair on my neck stand up the whole body. Good-bye
Arnau, to another, "I said making me indifferent when in fact he was counting the seconds that were missing to be with him again. I saw Arnau
walked away, and a boundless euphoria filled me completely, the light of dawn coming through the large windows of the room and people began to disappear at times. Martina was at the other end of the room saying goodbye to two boys, I headed towards it with the intention of ending the party.
- Martina we go now?, It seems that everyone is gone, and it is dawning-
"Yes, I'm really tired, I have my mother tongue that barely fit in my mouth so much that I have exercised ... encountered people who had not seen for centuries. Where are Rosa and Rita?, do you located? -
"But the truth is no. Rita saw her leaving the garden with a guy I shared something more than words and I think Rosa goes more or less the same way with another lad
"Come I look around the house and you look in the garden, we are here within five minutes, "said Martina as she walked towards the main hall.
I left the garden and there were only empty glasses and the odd couple in a compromising situation.
I looked in every nook and Rosa finally found out, good company, a kind of pergola where he had a white sofa and a central coffee table with a lantern. The corner could not be more romantic.
"Hi Rosa, Martina says we're going to go now-
- Already?" He said with a sad face.
"Well, it is already dawn ... -
" Yes, yes, agree, then turned and fired from that blond guy with a kiss championship. The most interesting was the realization that the boy in question was a foreigner! Actually spoke English and English Rose knew nothing at all ... but we know that love does not need words.
Rosa and I went to find Rita in every corner. Neither she nor I had seen in virtually all night. As our search was unsuccessful we went to the point where we had stayed with Martina to see if she had been luckier.
-do, Martina, have you found? - I asked.
- way! No sign anywhere! -
- Go!, Now I remember! ... I saw her leave the house with that guy in black with giant glasses, but I thought that they would come, "said Rosa.
"Mother, what we needed ... losing Rita is so discreet that he thought aloud Rosa putting face of suffering.
- How? "With a black boy with huge dark glasses?, What with his hair shorn almost to zero? -
" Yes, "I said surprised.
- You know Who is it? - added.
- Of course I know!, Which has been going to roll with the wisest of the party! . Go two have come together, God and we can prepare ... The best we can do is go home and wait for. The will be taken for a ride, so to speak ... "said Martina faced circumstances.
"We'll see where to get this," he said putting his hands on his head.
We did not understand what it was all about but we were so tired we did not want to ask more, we only had the strength to get into the car and let it go all the way home. There have been many emotions for us and now only needed rest.
On the way Rosa and I went to sleep. Upon arriving home, Martina said she would sleep with us because there was nothing quiet by Rita and preferred to be present when he appeared. The truth is that she looked quite nervous. Rita knew us well and we knew too well that she was always the last to end the party, so we got into bed and we did not give more importance to the issue ...
When we were taking the sleep we heard a car stopped in front of doorstep. We ran to the window and see how Rita could actually down from a red car which was driving the odd item. After saying goodbye with a kiss that never ends, Rita went to the door and he tried to put the key in the lock, with many hardships by the way, Martina opened the door and ushered in a stretch, very upset and looking in all directions of the street as if looking for something or someone.
- Rita by God, we agreed that you would be discreet! Where have you gone with him?, And what is worse, "what have you done??? - Martina said looking worried.
"Why, what happens! I am already old enough to do whatever he wants with whomever and wherever, do not you think? We have also been very discreet, really, "said Rita while eluded him a mischievous smile beneath her nose.
"If you've certainly been very discreet ... Do you know who is he? Do you have persecuted someone? You have no idea where you can be gone, "said Martina making a fuss.
After the tense scene, Martina explained that the individual with whom Rita had been enjoying was a certain Borja Mephisto, a successful publicist who had become "famous" for being the most cocky juror and despot of a program TV which was chosen the best singer of Gregorian chant from Spain. Martina explained that since he had become a celebrity, his life was a window and there was no week when not out on the cover of a gossip magazine with a new real or invented scandal.
- Do you understand why the interrogation?, Think that dozens of paparazzi following her every move on the hunt for any photo could be published with a scandalous headline ... - Martina told Rita and she was speechless for a few seconds. After a short silence he told us the "escape" ignoring data that was not really necessary to tell.
"Mother, now I understand his insistence on leaving the party with such caution and secrecy ... I thought his acting was that he was married, but I see out there were no shots. The truth is not delve much into our biographies, I just know it's called Bob and little else, our dialogue was totally banal, well, and erotic holiday. Let's see, before leaving the house we brokered a bottle of champagne and two glasses and then took the car and took me to a romantic gazebo from which you could see all of Barcelona, \u200b\u200band what is good is not original, and so you can imagine ... "said Rita with a look of surprise, and added:
" I did not see any pizpirazi, do you say so?, "I gather they are photographers, right?, although I have to confess that neither was in a position to realize of his presence-"Let's hope
so and that this does not extend beyond the press because if the heart does not know where you come, you invent a past, which suits them best, and I assure you that your life, and by extension ours, is a hell. We will pursue all parties try to find out what you do and everything they can out of your day to day and our plans to see the how and why you came here will become very difficult very serious, "said Martina.
We went to bed really worried, but fatigue made the dream quickly beat us, tomorrow was another day.
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