The Polo Lounge at the Beverly Hills Hotel

It is time I relived that magical night with you. Five different bottles of wine, four courses, and one bottle of Moet Chandon. My little Marc Jacobs dress in my new relationship pure bliss. I am from the country, Red Lobster was the most expensive restaurant in town, so fine dining is the little dose of heroin I have never had before living in LA. I'll stand by my cheddar bay biscuits till death, but I went to heaven with our personal sommelier by my side. The old rickety Beverly Hills couple layered in Ralph Lauren sitting next to us made me not want to be there everyday, but I could definitely dawn my (fake) diamonds every once in a while.


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