I awoke with one false eyelash hanging over my eye. The smell of food from the night before was still in the room. There was make-up all over the sheets. My silk dress was ruined. A lampshade was on the floor.
Everyone had on pajamas except for one. I commented on seeing him fully dressed so early. He said he slept in his outfit and passed out. Someone had left the refrigerator door opened and all of the juice was warm. There were clothes, party favors, noisemakers, cards, and plastic champagne glasses strewn all over the room.
After putting on jeans and a t-shirt, but still barefoot, I ventured downstairs to the restaurant to inquire about breakfast. I still looked a mess and felt exhausted but I was so hungry. The concierge and bellhops looked at me strangely. The staff at the restaurant was professional though. They looked at me and said, “Table for 1?” The French toast and bacon was great!
Many thanks to my childhood friend from Germany and his wife for inviting me to this wild and crazy party in Washington D.C. at the Beacon Hotel! I had no idea how hard people partied in the DMV! I started off the new year with a bang.