Are you familiar with Adam Ant’s song “Goody Two Shoes“–you know the one–’don’t drink, don’t smoke, what do ya’ do’. Well, he penned that song for me. I’m a goody two shoes to the nth degree. I’m almost 34 and have never been drunk, never smoked anything, and haven’t touched drugs. Once I had a some champagne and became so frothy and belligerent that Husbandito put the kibosh on my drinking career.
So, where am I going with this? Well, over the weekend I did something so out of character–all in the name of blogging. As I mentioned in earlier posts, I was with a group of girlfriends celebrating an upcoming wedding and we had an exotic dinner at LeSouk, a Moroccan restaurant. When dinner ended, the trouble began.
The girls decided it would be a nice topper to our evening to smoke some hookah. For those not in the know, see wiki hookah link. All I can say is that the hookah looked strangely reminiscent of a bong and I was immediately on high alert. I come from a long line of compulsive personalities, which is why I never dared touch alcohol, cigarettes, or illegal substances.
And in usual Natalie fashion, I resisted the urge to try smoking the apple-flavored hookah. I watched as the girls took ‘hits’ (for wont of a better term) from the hose and pass it around. It looked like fun–the water in the bottom bubbled furiously as they each inhaled the smoke. I knew I would blog about this–but here was the rub: how could I tell you about it if I didn’t try it?
After 20 minutes of watching my friends, I reached out for the hose and everyone fell silent. I said that I had to try the hookah in the name of Blogging, so I could tell all my friends online about it. And then I jumped off the bridge and took a hit. Of course I was not nearly as suave as my friends and immediately starting choking and coughing, to the amusement of everyone within earshot.
The smoke tasted a bit like cotton candy to me…it wasn’t bad and I had fun trying to make it come out of my nose like a sophisticated hookah smoker. Alas, it was not to be. I had to settle for watching the girls look cool while smoking, while I looked like an assclown, choking and doubling over.
Thankfully, there won’t be any terrifying slide into hookah-addiction for me because I didn’t really get into it. It was fun and we all had a laugh, but being a goody two shoes is my calling and so I’ll continue to avoid all things naughty.
Stay strong little Miss Goody Two Shoes, fight the power, and the hookah. I too am of the goody two shoes ilk, and take pride in it.
As for your hookah pic, being a guy, I couldn’t help but notice the scantily clad gal in the background. Is that how the waitresses dressed, or is that just one of the hookah addicted hookers (for lack of a funnier reference) that frequents the establishment?
Great touch-up work on that last pic. Love it!
CWG says: geez, i was wondering if i should have edited the waitress out of the picture, but figured no one would see her. i didn’t count on you and your spidey senses. most waitresses and waiters in new york are ridiculously attractive, as evidenced at this restaurant.
I have never touched a hookah, though a store around the corner from me sells them. I’m guessing most people here in West Philly are not using them for smoking apple scented tobacco either.
Do they wipe the hookah off between uses? For some reason I keep picturing a really juicy hookah pipe and am hoping you do not have a sore throat today.
PS: Loved the recounting of your NYC adventure! Are you flying out to the wedding??
CWG says: DISHY!!! welcome back! missed ya. as for the hookah sanitary situation: they give each person his/her own mouthpiece to put over the pipe part. they are individually wrapped, like fotune cookies! and yes…i’m flying out for the wedding.
Oooh, would we call a hookah naughty?
Well, I for one am THRILLED you tried something new – even if you didn’t like it. Go you!
CWG says: yes, i know…i’m such the adventure-seeker! i think it’s this blog–it’s bringing out the dare devil in me. i hope no one offers me crack–i might have to try it so i can BLOG ABOUT IT. hahahahaha
That would not be my thing either. I am WAY ‘goody two shoes’! I’ve never done drugs and have only smoked (if that’s what you want to call it… more like choked/heaved) two cigarettes when I was 19.
Now Curly, I for one know you are kinda naughty…
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Good for you for at least trying the hookah…
Hehe I suppose there is a first for everything!! I think that if you haven’t gotten into it (smoking or drinking for example) when you were younger I do not think you are all of a sudden going to get really addicted to it when trying now!
Anyhow, keep up the great work
, Found your blog randomly via tag surfer!
Cheers.
I’m a Goody Two Shoes myself – except for 2 things:
1. I slept with only 1 guy when I was 18 and 19.
2. I drank a few alcoholic beverages.
Unfortunately, Adam Ant eventually took up smoking and I read in a magazine article that it was because “He felt like it”.