A tribute
Lexi Featherston was one of the most
thrilling characters of Sex And The City’s season 6. Memorable how she fell out
of the window of one of New York’s exclusive penthouses seating her last hope
to live in a brown silk curtain. Party girls are one of those really special
types of a person. Always in search for the next hype or rush they seem to
dismiss the world they live in. A 25 year old might be all right with living
the party as she is still a girl and it effectively doesn’t matter how drunk or
filled with coke she might be because her juvenility still helps her to hold
the balance on her Manolos. But what happens 15 years later? Will she die like
Lexi with the words You all bore me to
death! on her lips? Nevertheless one out of a whole range of possibilities
isn’t it? Otherwise she will make Betty Ford a lot richer by passing through
her 5th deprivation always persuaded she is wealthy enough to afford
it.
Party girls are the shining stars of
every Saturday night. Loved and hated they fill it doesn’t matter which hot
spot with this certain kind of atmosphere, as everybody wants to get or stay in
touch. Of course haters are going to hate, at least for the complete
inappropriate outfit, but for my very own understanding this is whence this
kind of woman takes her elixir of life out. They normally aren’t that
attractive. They shout out to others trying to get their own lives in an
ordered way always being behind making something out of them – somehow a kind
of beauty. Nevertheless the time flies. While we had the time of our lives
yesterday and sometimes try to continue starting into being a grown up these
women seem to be bound to their glory days settled in the past, forgetting the
present.
Having my last drink on Saturday
night I sat down and watched the party people freaking out. I asked myself why the
party girl never gets bored of an overfilled and overheated space like the most
nightclubs are and what she hopes to find in a shabby location? What if she
joins all those memorable stars in the 27 Club? Partying at least her last
goodbye in a classy way and leaving the event for the very first time in her
entire existence early? Will she even ever have been able to examine if the
time was enough or will she somehow regret by saying there would have been
enough time for a change? I wonder if she actually will achieve all she ever
dreamed for from partying? I mean all talents she might have got, wasted drunk
on a dirty floor running after a poshed up lifestyle, surrounding herself with
more or less famous people – is it worth the while? Maybe yes. It helps not
looking back. Life isn’t the party we were looking for, that’s what every Party
girl somehow has to learn. However what our nocturnal excessive partiers have
ahead of us is the ability to dance it doesn’t matter what they get, always
prepared to every change of rhythm.
Cheers
Lorax
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