Bollywood party for AhJay's 21st birthday, nephew of Bonnie and Tony. She again dressed me and added Dennis into the equation - he looks pretty damn good in a kurta.
AJ invited 45 of his friends from England where he attended Eaton and now is about to graduate from college, Durham, I think. In any case, each guy friend invited a girl guest and as we pulled up to the gate of the party villa, 2 buses were discharging scads of young men and women in Indian party wear - unlike the bird world, the girls outshone the guys, all peacock colors, no pea hens in sight. And, were they excited at the scene that greeted them? Photo shoots and exclamations of awe. Lights swinging from palm and banyan trees, tents like little harem sites, sofas, food circulating, a stage with dancing girls whose legs and mid drifts got barer as the music ramped up and almost but the very old and the infirm danced. Before you could even walk to the bar, a waiter bedecked in a white turban would refill your drink. Buffet dinner at 11pm.
We left a little after midnight - almost early!
Question - is this Dennis dancing, or waving goodbye to India?
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