(888) 277-4253

Pop Op: White party successes

I survived White Party! More importantly Nick and I survived White Party and we are still together! I made it clear two weeks ago that I was nervous going into the weekend and sure enough the pressure was on. So the question remains, did sparks fly?

If I could sum up my life leading up to White Party in one word I would have to say hectic. Between traveling, moving into a new place in LA and meetings with my manager about a TV pilot I am trying to pitch this year, I was just trying to hang in until the weekend got here. On the flip side, Nick couldn’t wait to cut loose and have a blast at White Party.

"How excited are you about White Party?" my friend Steve asked me with images of pool parties and guys in skimpy swimsuits dancing in his head.

"I haven't had time to get excited about it," I explained as we walked across the lot on our way to lunch. "I don't think it's going to hit me until Thursday after I finish up at work."

"Well it's all Nick can talk about on Facebook," Steve said. "It's all his status updates have been about for the last week!"

"You do realize this is doing nothing to take any pressure I might be feeling off of me for this weekend," I said bluntly.

@My reputation precedes me
When I go on vacation, my friends are quick to notice that I stop twittering and suddenly my Facebook status updates cease to exist. For my friends this can be somewhat disconcerting, since they are used to a non-stop barrage of news and random babbling.

My friend Will (aka @theretrowill) actually took to twitter to investigate my silence and my fashion-forward friend Marcellas (aka @MarqueeMarc) was quick to almost accurately respond, "I am not in Palm Springs! You know @TheRealTBone is drunk in his undies somewhere!"

But technically, I wasn't; I was at the pool party wearing a cute little Aussiebum swimsuit meeting all of Nick's friends!

Tic Toc
Despite our costuming setbacks and my neurotic tendencies, White Party was an amazing night and all because I was there with Nick. Of course it didn't hurt that the Freemasons were DJing and playing some of the happiest, upbeat dance music I have ever heard! The highlight of it all though, was when Ke$ha came out to perform. Of course she was going to sing her hit songs Tic Toc and Blah Blah Blah, but she started her set off singing a lesser known track Your Love Is My Drug ... and I started to whisper the chorus into Nick's ear until I noticed a familiar face dancing on stage with Ke$ha.

"Babe, I think that's my friend Jake up there back-up dancing for Ke$ha?" I said to Nick.

"Jake from volleyball?" Nick asked trying to get a better look at him.

"Yep," I said with a nod. "He does that same dance at gay beach volleyball every Sunday!"

Tardy for the Party ... Again...
The Sunday tea dance has always been my favorite part of White Party. From dancing outdoors to the fireworks display at the end of the night, it's just the perfect way to end the weekend. Even the entertainment was entertaining.

I mean you can't help but laugh when Kim from The Real Housewives of Atlanta comes out and sings her "smash hit single" (or so I am told) Tardy for the Party and then she sings the exact same song AGAIN because it's the only song she's got ...

But the perfect ending to the perfect weekend with Nick came when he looked at me and admitted that he was just as worried about the weekend as I was and said, "I've never taken a boyfriend to anything like this before and it was better than I ever imagined it could be."

When Love Takes Over
From his infectious excitement over White Party to the way we could socialize with his, mine and our friends; we really do have a certain chemistry with each other and can joke around and be ourselves and that's what truly amazes me about him every day.

By the end of my White Party weekend the sparks were literally flying. To be more specific there were fireworks! Literally, a 10 minute long fireworks display to end the tea dance set to a remix of the song "When Love Takes Over" and I can't think of a better song to describe my weekend with Nick.