DINAHHHHH!!!!!! Here we are. My last blog for our last episode and boy was it a doozie :) Dinah Shore has finally arrived. With all of the ups and downs Nat and I have recently experienced, you would think I would’ve known better and maybe sit out this year’s Dinah….NOT!
Every year my friends and I rent a sick house with all of the amenities. We never stay at hotels. This gives us the option to have after parties, pool parties, etc. We have our Dinah within Dinah. LOL!
With everything ready to go, Nat seemed a bit nervous about what may happen. We weren’t on the best of terms so she was on me a bit about possible fights and drama at Dinah. Well…..she was right. Dinah is about partying, drinking, letting loose, and having a blast with 1,000 of your close lesbian friends. That is a recipe for DRAMA! C’mon now.
The first night out we headed to the “White Diamonds” party. That was definitely the calm before the storm. At the White Diamonds party, things were a bit tame. We partied, had a great time, then came home to rest and gear up for the pool party. The pool party at Dinah is the epicenter of this yearly event. It’s where all the hook ups, fun times, and drama take place. So here we are…at the pool party and within the first five minutes we fight. Surprise! Surprise! My best friend Irene was trying to say hi to me, and Nat really had to go to the restroom. My girls were happy to see me, and we were simply saying hello. Nat kept interrupting and telling me to go to her friend’s room to use the restroom. With alcohol involved, excitement, and prior frustrations, I told her to go on her own. At that point I was getting more and more upset. Her attitude towards me just set me off. I should’ve just let things go, but I felt that there was no reason to be put on blast like that by her to begin with. So here we are….angry, fighting, and frustrated at Dinah. I sought solace in my dear friends and in my homie Whitney. Hence the beer bongs, good times, and partying while Nat is grinding on her friends. Hmmmm…and I’m the bad guy. Ok. We were BOTH doing our own thing. Totally separate and not even worried what the other person was doing. When it was time to go….I left.
To my surprise I show up at the house and Nat’s packing her stuff. Really?? I left her, but she got to the house before me to pack her stuff. We are both angry, tipsy, and frustrated. All of the anger and rage consumes Nat, and she finally lets it all out. She packed her stuff, threw a fit, and left. Nat finally had “enough” and left me at Dinah. As she states, so eloquently, that for every one girl that says no, there are ten that will say yes ….she drives off into the sunset. :( Yes ladies…we are DONE. Broken up. Single. Lover without the “L”…OVER!
That’s it! There I go back to life as I know it. Hitting the clubs, having fun, and moving on. Don’t get it twisted though. Natalie was and is the love of my life. If there is one thing I’ve learned from all of this, it is that. She is the one and I have loved her more than anyone.
With all of this coming to a close I want to thank you for watching our lives unfold and for caring about our stories. I know I was a bit of a bad girl but it wasn’t in vain. This experience has taught me so much. How much? Well, let’s hope I get the opportunity to share more with you in the future. Thank you for supporting THE REAL L WORD. I love you all…even the ones that hate me :)