After the now morning routine of getting Lula-May then meeting L at her leasing office for coffee, she says she's going to take me to one of her favorite food spots, Lola's. It's a cute lil' place that does all it's food from a glammed out trailer. There are little round tables surrounding it. After ordering our delicious salads, an old man and his son begin to play some country music right next to us with their fine looking K9 chillin' in the sunshine. Next we hop in the car to her favorite thrift store owned by a tiny old lady. I swear I felt like Cameron Diaz and Christina Applegate in " The sweetest thing" when they go into that thrift store in the middle of no where. I find an awesome beaded belt and new maroon boots for only $20. We say our goodbyes after our conversation with her about opening our own thrift shop and head back to the office since L is now an hour and a half late haha.
J met up with me at the office so he could take me to Utica, a rich part of town. We walked around the outlets for a second (just long enough for me to get a Starbucks-duh) until we find our way into the neighborhood. The houses are gorgeous! Huge and each one unique and special. Tons of plants and flowers surrounding each little cottage. I never tire looking at real-estate, it's just too mesmerizing. It made me think about possibly moving to Brooklyn...what?!?!? I know Jillene + Brooklyn= Impossible if you know me. However, I've learned how much space, greenery and light are to me. I thought they didn't matter but they truly take a toll on my well being. I did just sign my Lease for up until April, but I may just have to break it because I need some more room if I'm going to stay in NYC.
J and I picked up L while jamming out to one of my favorite artists, Lights, to go to the farmers market. We get some blueberries, snap peas, tomatoes, cucumbers and egg plant for dinner and snacks. J says he's going to take us to Chancelor Park. But once we get their, he has L and I drop off our car and get into his for a little adventure. We hop in the car and he goes out of the park back into the highway then all of a sudden turns INTO the forest. It's terrifyingly thrilling! Our car is bouncing back and forth all over the place as he navigates his way through the tree's and foliage. As the tree's clear there's an opening to a cliff. He get's closer and closer to the edge of the cliff till we're screaming and pulling his shoulders-STOP!!!!! We hop out of the car to see, the most beautiful view of the city! All of the tree's and the bright sun, the open space, it's glorious. One of the moemnts you want to freeze forever.
After we got our fill, J went to Volleyball while L and I continued to explore the forest. Again realizing the time has slipped we race back home to get ready for the "fashion show" we were invited to. It's hard to tell when you're running late here because the sun is up at 5am and doesn't set till 9pm. L makes some yummy chickpea spicy tacos for dinner and then we get ready. We get to the Club this fashion show is taking place in, having no idea what to expect, and emerge into a whole new world. Everyone is artsy and beautiful. Not in an LA or NYC way- but a whole different breed of artsy beauty, a Tulsa breed. There's beautiful clock like jewelry, provocative paintings, and woman in stilettos (which isn't a regular thing here in Tulsa).
Again we leave this bar and drive on downtown (I haven't had a drink and declare myself the DD). As we drive trying to figure out where to go, Richy Rich says he used to work at Mayo and can get us in. We both scream: hell yeah! We tried to get in the previous night but it was closed. Mayo is a beautiful fancy smancy rooftop bar. When we get there, it's closed-AGAIN- but Richy pulls some strings and get's us up there with free drinks. It's gorgeous with a huge neon sign saying MAYO at the top. His friend comes and sits down with us. I'm gunna call him TFB (TrustFundBaby). TFB is apparently the president of what was it...Rico? Ricard? REPUBLIC! They distribute Absolut Vodka and other really nice liqueurs. We talk about life and traveling and get to know each other better. Richy Rich talks about his dad, recently deceased, being so wealthy that he never really had to work. He would go to Florida and spend $9,000 on drinks in 15 minutes. Money was not an object. The more both guys spoke of their money the more grossed out I was. Seriously? Could you be a bigger deuce? Money is not gunna impress me [muc-oh oh ooohhh]...I'm around money- I get it, whatever, how about being a stellar human being? I'm so ready to go when TFB invites us to his apartment (inside the hotel). Who lives inside a hotel?! I had to see it.
We enter and it is the epitomy of a bachelor pad. From the huge alcohol bar to the beercap stools seats. As they talk more and more about their various favorite designers: Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Coach etc... I blurt
"Gee I just really love Target!"
They freeze. Until Richy Rich says-
"Wow we've been such dicks, sorry about that". I give a sharp smile.
Richy Rich says, "you two wanna go"?
L and I say in perfect Unison: YES.
We drop off Richy Rich. He doesn't have a car because his dad's fourth wife got all the money once his dad died in a sudden heart attack with no will. The family is currently in a lawsuit trying to get back the various assets but until then, nothing.
Once he's out of the car L and I laugh the whole ride home about how ridiculous that night was. Another crazy and exciting day in Tulsa! What could possibly come tomorrow? I promise it's even crazier!
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