Saturday, October 4, 2008

Last Night in DC


On her last night in Washington, DC Jozefina and a friend went to a fashion show at the Swedish embassy. The show was for a Swedish brand of jeans called Nudies. Expectations were high. But, while the embassy has a great location at the Georgetown harbor and a rooftop with a view of the city, the male models in the show were not cute at all! They were short and had that tortured, punk look that perferctly matched the skinny jeans they were modeling. Luckily the night got much better later on, as some friends met up at a great new tapas place in Georgetown, called Bodega, where they proceeded to enjoy delicious tapas and pear martinis.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

A Fun Event

One of the reasons Jozefina came to DC was to attend an event that the Bosnian embassy and the International Finance Corporation put on in celebration of a report on women in Bosnia's economy that Jozefina worked on. The event featured some speeches, and most importantly, a band playing her favorite Bosnian music from the 1980ies (Bijelo Dugme, Crvena Jabuka, Bajaga). There was also plenty of baklava, pita, and smoked ham.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Cafe Citron


Cafe Citron is one of those places in DC that you can always go to if all other attempts at having a fun night fail. It is a Latino hangout where staff from the IMF, the World Bank and the Inter-American Development Bank like to come for a mojito after work.
If you wish to have your confidence boosted, sleezy men at Citron are always at the ready. As the night progresses, their shirt buttons inevitably come undone. Tonight, the place was packed, as usual. Another bonus of Cafe Citron is the very friendly (and cute) male bartenders and bouncers, always eager to please with free drinks.

My Girlfriend's Late Night Ruminations

After another lengthy discussion about the qualities of men in DC, my girlfriend wanted me to post the following entry on her behalf:

What Men Think of Women and the Truth of It - "The men here seem to think that women here are pretentious and stand-offf-ish. But the reality is that we don't want you to talk to us. I am tired of looking for Mister right in the wrong city."

Maybe she should move to California as I am so lonely there?