shwayze

I'm sure many of you don't know who Shwayze is. Songs you may know by him: Corona and Lime, Buzzin, Polaroid. He is amazing; his music makes me want to move to a beach, become a bum, grow some dreads, and smoke weed all the time (even though I don't smoke).

Jen and I love Shwayze. She loves the actual Shwayze (Aaron Smith) and I would die a perfectly happy person if I ever got to meet his musical partner, Cisco Adler. We listen to their music all the time, may or may not have created a youtube girl coverband sensation of them, and saw them perform last October with LMFAO. So, this past Friday Shwayze was performing at Enclave, and we HAD to go. We started out the night at Japonais where some millionaire Welchmen bought us endless strawberry martinis, yum! Then, they wanted to head over to the Viagra Triangle so we split ways: they headed to The Hunt Club and Jen and I jumped a cab to Enclave. Shwayze's performance was amazing, per usual. But after his show is when our night got interesting...

Jen and I immediately ran up and got a picture with him; the only picture his security people allowed him to take before they wisked him away. But before he left, Jen walked alongside him (his arm around her) and asked where he was partying after. He told Jen he was going to go over to Cuvee and that we should come! So we did, duh. We sat with him at his table, drank off his bottle, and danced with him. We thought our night couldn't get any better...UNTIL he invited us back to his hotel room! Yes please. We then proceeded to get into a vancab with him. There were seven of us in this vancab when some crazy lady announced that this was 'HER CAB and we all needed to get the F*** OUT'. Well Shwayze wasn't having that and started to argue with her. Of course, Jen jumped to his rescue and started arguing with her too, announcing that the girl didn't even have designer jeans on. (Who does Jen think she is?!) The lady began to list off every brand name she was wearing, annoying. Finally, her boyfriend pulled her out of the cab but not before she could call the three of us girls, "Walmart bitches."

Eventually we made it back to his hotel, partied until 5am, and finally sauntered home. I think it's safe to say that this night was one of the best nights of me and Jen's lives. It was the epitome of the perfect night for us. Maybe next time he's in town we can do a repeat =)