Monday, July 20, 2009

What Happens In NYC.....

... is forever documented in 427 pictures.

So, I suppose I'll just tell the story of Bev and Mala's NYC getaway with pictures. Deal?

Fabulous time, of course. So I'll skip all the boring, mushy poo about how awesome it was and how much fun I have raising hell traveling with the Bev. It's a given.

The drive to NYC was incredibly fast and easy, making Bev and I wonder why we haven't done this a thousand times before. We were in our room in Times Square, 40th floor, enjoying a bottle of vino by 3pm.
A mere 3 1/2 hours later, we made our way to the hotel lobby bar to meet fellow blogger, Porkstar.

We chatted, we laughed, and after Porkchop spilled Bev's glass of wine we realized we were super hungry, we bid him farewell and headed forth to find us a good plate of Shepard's Pie. We were not disappointed.

Then we were in bed by 8:30pm went back to the hotel to rest up for the next day.

This is us having breakfast, in a lawn chair, in Times Square. That rawks!

No trip anywhere is complete for bev and me until we hit a wax museum. It is the only way we can secure photographic memories with celebs.
Oprah! That bitch is always borrowing money!

I've been replaced as Bev's BFF by Baa-baa!

It would be a fabulous show, "Brad Minus Seven".

Don't we make Ty-Ty look like a pig? I thought so.

Seriously Gorbie, grape jam? I can't take you anywhere!

Who the hell is this broad! She's boring. I think I'll mock her. What? She's not a wax figure??? Opps, my bad.

I had to punch this poorly formed wax interpretation of Mick Jagger because it sucked so badly.

Cozy with the Clooney

Cozy-er with the Captain.

Stevie! Stevie! It's me!

Where did you think Britney learned all her moves??


Duet with The Killer

That explains the hair!

Clearly, we annoy Prince.

Amazingly we weren't asked to leave Madame Toussands, but oddly enough, it was this clever pose that made Bev stop and say, "No, no. You can't do that! It's inappropriate!
What? I was just trying to be helpful!
There's more pictures... but they really are inappropriate.

So after the wax debauchery, Bev and I went to the Broadway play, Mama Mia. I know what your thinking... where's the picture? Well, there are no pictures but I did find this image and let's just say, it sums it up.

We then met up with Bev's fabulous, young Meryl Streep look-a-like friend

and my ol' college pal Jason and his girlfriend..

and went to a wonderful little Italian resturant who made us wait, like 4 whole minutes for a table, so they apologized with complimentary "wine while you wait". Niiiccceeee....
The food was fabulous but apparently the owner was still feeling badly about making us wait, literally moments to be seated, that he also sent as a round of after dinner Amerretto followed by a massive chocolatey dessert.

Sunday, Bev and I ventured beyond the confines of Times Square and took a movie & TV sight seeing bus tour. After about an hour, we were certain that our tour guide only watches Spider Man and Gossip Girl. So as they stopped for a slice of greasey pizza, Bev and I bailed and took in a fabulous brunch at side walk table at a cute little French bistro... in apparently Little Italy, so only serving Italian fare. But it was all good.
With bellies full and the sun shining, Bev and I got out barings and decided to hoof it back to our hotel, a mere 50 blocks away.
At 26th Street we caught a cab.

Good times indeed. I will leave you with random pictures of Bev and I in Times Square.

And back to reality. Dinner on the ride home was far less satisfying.....

...and no "wine while you wait".


Bev said...

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! You rule, lady! Loved every second of our trip, even the greasy and not-nearly-as-good-as-we-thought-it-would-be chicken dinner!


PorkStar said...

You too just made me laugh my ass off with those pics of you guys at the wax museum.... you are all a trip...

I'm so glad I met you both... gimme your email too so i can harrass you in realtime : )

Comeback soon, you crazies!


Mala said...

Bev - Joe's been trying to get the KFC smell out of his car. HAHAHAHA.

Porkstar - It was great to meet you. I hope our sudden departure to 'feed the Bev' wasn't rude and inappropriate.

Anonymous said...

Like I said on Bev's post - I had to get away from the wax pictures - they creep me the fuck out....

Looks like you all had a blast - as usual....
Super jealous!!

Organic Meatbag said...

Awesome shit! And wow, even though some of those wax assholes did suck, that really DID look like Johnny Depp... he's a fellow Kentucky boy, you know? So yeah, he got all of his looks and moves from me...hahahaha!

Harmony said...

Love the pictures! I totally want to go out with you guys!!!

Frank Irwin said...

Lucky Albert. So that's what a Nobel Peace Prize gets you, eh?

the iNDefatigable mjenks said...

So, I finally got calmed down from Bev's recap, and then here you are, flashing more cleavage all over the place.

I have to go find some more dollars.

After I take a nap.

Glad things were fun and good times were had.

Mala said...

Courtney - actually, I think we were the ones creeping the other people out. What? Like they've never seen grown women groping wax figures. Sheesh!

OM - agreed! We had gotten to 3rd base before I realized he was part of the display.

Harmony - yes you do! I believe Bev mentioned something about a Blogapalooza???

Frank - Yes it is. That and preferred parking.

Mjenks - And your welcome. It's on the house.

Samsmama said...

Seriously, that picture of you and Oprah is freaking hilarious! And I'd have taken a lighter to Angelina. That's just me.

Great pictures! Glad you guys are back. It sure was quiet around here this weekend!

Nancy said...

Oh my god, laughing so hard at the wax museum photos i'm ready to pee my pants. oh wait, being menopausal, it doesnt take much!

Nancy said...

p.s. last photo of you driving and eating chicken - you of course were not taking the photo while driving, right? right??? i'm sure you were pulled over safely to the side of the road!

Michelle said...

Like every other post is you and Bev going on a glamourous fun vacation....I want just one is not fair!

Kari said...

Okay, that was hilarious. Prince is such a bitch, isn't she? And heaven help me, but the Stevie picture is priceless. :)

onebadmamajama said...

I wanna see the other pictures! LOL Srsly, the pics were da bomb!
You guys so suck! LOL and now I wanna go to NYC:)

Mala said...

samsmama - actually, I would have liked to take a lighter to Madonna - both of them.

Nancy - peeing one's pants laughing is a true and sincere form of flatery. And unsafe picture-taking while driving... ummm, no... of course not! If you look closely, the hand holding said piece of chicken is technically resting on the steering wheel... so we're all good.

Michelle - The key is just to leave the kids with the hubby, sneak out the backdoor.... and RUN! Distracting them long enough to get a suitcase out is helpful as well.

Kari - Prince IS a bitch.
True story about the Stevie picture. Bev & I had no idea who he was until after we took the picture and she said "That dude looks blind!" Niiicccceeeeee.

OBMJ - I was looking at all the other pictures last night and thinking perhaps I shouldn't lock them away in the vault just yet....
But will you respect me in the morning?

onebadmamajama said...

LOL @ TaMala! Of course not, but post them anyway;P

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Elliott said...

Wait...only 427 pictures?

Mala said...

OBMJ - OK, I'm alright with that.

Courtney - Thank you and thank you.

Elliott - I know. I know. ONLY 427. The rest of the pictures were to blurry... or maybe it was just us.

janiece said...

Love it! It encourages me to distract the hubby with the kids and take off out the backdoor for my own little weekend trip.
C'mon--noone said anything about the hand placement with Johnny Depp??? For shame!

Mala said...

Janiece - I HIGHLY recommend it! And hand placement??? I don't know what you mean... I was swooning and needed to steady myself, is all.