Smackdown: Sensible Moms vs Sexy Nightclub...

So, when we got to California, we had all kinds of plans to see famous people. After reading People magazine, it occurred to us that the best place to do this would be at the infamous Chateau Marmont. We were hoping to see all the most famous starlets and their hunks engaging in debauchery and shenanigans. After circling three times, we pulled up in our totally unsexy mom mobile and rolled down the back window. My friend, in her best Irish whisper, yelled out "where are the clubs, the clubs? You know, the clubs where all the stars go?". The extremely uninterested and super sexy valet sauntered slowly over and took a long look inside our rental and was like "you've got to be kidding me, you're a car full of old chicks". Not to be dissuaded, and after much convincing, he parked our car and sent us to the bar. Well, we were ushered to a lovely table where a girl in a satin nightie and garter belt took our order. She was so young and sweet, I wanted to give her a bathrobe to wear and sign her up for night classes. We ordered a sexy cheese platter and some exotic sounding cocktails and waited for Prince and the Revolution to show up. Let me tell you, the only shenanigans we had were our own, because our drinks were so stiff we were laughing our asses off  after just a few sips. It just goes to show you don't have to wear your lingerie out in public to have a hot tootin' good time.