Before this news becomes “old news” and because I just can’t stop rubbing it in, I wanted to introduce a few characters I met during the NSR Winter Beach Bash last weekend. I am jealous of them all:
Ok ladies… some of you really like a man with boyish charm. You like to see a big heart and humble disposition, even in the light of fame. A ball cap, a t-shirt… snappy casual. Think Kenny, or Tom Hanks, or Peyton Manning. Honorable and trustworthy by all appearances. A high degree of like-ability.
On the other hand, some of you like the ink. And a piercing here or there. Facial hair and a pony tail. You like the hint of danger behind a bouquet of roses. A little mysterious – something deeper lurking under the black leather. A rocker edge. Dare I say… a bad boy?
All of you however, love good music. Effortless harmonies and mad guitar skills. Lyrics that tell poignant stories. Songs so good they really shouldn’t end.
Therein lies my little envy problem. I don’t have a shred of musical talent. But these guys do.
Meet my new friends Andy Brasher and Dustin Bogue, two sweet midwestern boys who embody all of the above. They are the total package. I like to see good guys do well. These are two musicians who not only deserve success and fame because of their awesome music, but because they are nice to their mamas. I don’t know why I was so impressed with their polite demeanor and kindness to strangers. Eh, I must be getting old. They rock too.
Are you a Caribbean traveler or do you wish you were? Meet my new friend RumShop Ryan. He brings turquoise waters and charming dockside restaurants to my inbox every day. Ryan has a bit of a cult following… and if you ask an island native if they know him, chances are they will smile widely as they say “Ya Mon!” Of course, anywhere you find a conga line he’s likely to be leading it… attaboy!
I “met” Ryan a few months back when I visited his website and I was immediately so jealous I could hate him. But, alas, Ryan is too kind a soul to blame for my South Florida obsession. I decided we should be friends. I am comforted and inspired by his travels, interviews, and experiences. I love how he points out the differences in our lifestyles. It doesn’t bother me at all when he tweets from some fabulous location down south… I would much rather be at the grocery store on a sleeting Sunday afternoon in the frozen tundra than sipping Screaming Me-Me Cocktails at a plunky little dock bar on the coast of somewhere warm.
Bitter? Barstool for one?
But seriously, Ryan is cool. And kind. And his blog takes me places I definitely want to visit.
Work alert… it’s addicting.
That’s Mishka behind us. Great to meet you and your girl, Ryan. Now send me a koozie.
Now seriously… do you know me at all? Do you realize how cool it is that every star in every distant galaxy was in alignment last weekend? How slim the possibility… how unlikely the chance…. that I…. me… lover of margaritas… met a girl who owns her own tequila company? Where was I on Career Day when a vocation in tequila manufacturing was presented as an option? I thought you had to be born into “The Family”. Be an heir to the secret recipe. Like The Bacardi’s. Or Uncle Jose Cuevo. I didn’t know that you could just build your own tequila empire. Hello… talk about not dreaming big enough! And if I ever did invent my own tequila, it would be silvery smooth… like hers. But alas, ever the wannabe, I envied her and her pretty little tequila bottles all weekend.
Meet Belinda. This girl is fun. Yes, she’s funner than me. Well, how can you not be when you’re carting elegant tequila bottles all over the beach? She has that unfair advantage… not that this is a competition for the fun queen or anything.
But I have an idea. As soon as El Grado is sold here in the frozen tundra, I intend to pitch an advertising campaign to her featuring me, on a billboard, lying across the blade of snowplow, in a bikini- the point being that with El Grado tequila, I’m always warm. I think I should have a sash too, but we’ll talk about that during endorsement negotiations.
So please friends, go to El Grado’s Facebook page and like them, and leave a comment campaigning for my billboard. You would be fulfilling a latent lifelong dream that I never knew I had. Thank you for your support.
I don’t know who I’m more jealous of, Belinda or Ryan. Or Brasher/Bogue. So much coolness. But wait… one last introduction. And I could actually be the most jealous of him… or his eyelashes.
This is the man that brought the PARTEE to the party.
Pizazz. Flair. Drama. Comedy. Broadway. Madness.
This is Chase Brown:
and so is this
He brought the Vegas showgirl to the Booze Cruise and was literally nonstop entertainment. Chase is someone you should meet, or vote for, if you ever get the chance. Ellen? Simon? Dr. Phil? Do you hear me? This boy lives every day like a full-tilt rocket of charisma barreling through the atmosphere stopping only briefly to compliment your shoes.
I just realized that Chase has a much better chance of scoring El Grado’s tequila billboard because he looks much hotter in a bikini, so please don’t suggest it to Belinda.
I think I finally finished bragging about my awesome trip to the Bahamas.
Hopefully someone can be jealous of me for a change.