Finding It
“Boujis isn’t posh. It’s über-posh. The club is the nocturnal playground for the beautiful creatures inhabiting an exclusive netherworld of privilege and pedigree. Millionaire playboys, anorexic supermodels, golden-haired heiresses, bored bluebloods, and megawatt celebrities gather nightly to mingle and mate to an electropop soundtrack. Celestial bodies floating in a neon cloud tinged with perspiration and Chanel No. 5.
As befits Poppy’s noble lineage, we arrived late and took a place in the... VIP lounge—a long leather banquette situated beneath a wall of tiny light bulbs flashing Boujis in turquoise, purple, and hot pink. She ordered two bottles of Veuve Clicquot and introduced me to her crew of countesses, celebs, and CEOs, before a gorgeous blond with a Rugby player’s honed body led her to the dance floor.
I am sweating-balls nervous. The VIP lounge in an über-posh London nightclub is so not my scene. I am just plain old Vivia Perpetua Grant.MoreLess
As befits Poppy’s noble lineage, we arrived late and took a place in the... VIP lounge—a long leather banquette situated beneath a wall of tiny light bulbs flashing Boujis in turquoise, purple, and hot pink. She ordered two bottles of Veuve Clicquot and introduced me to her crew of countesses, celebs, and CEOs, before a gorgeous blond with a Rugby player’s honed body led her to the dance floor.
I am sweating-balls nervous. The VIP lounge in an über-posh London nightclub is so not my scene. I am just plain old Vivia Perpetua Grant.MoreLess
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