![]() It might not have been much of a brunch, but when it comes to recreating that cold, isolating feeling that’s unique to ‘high school’? So fetch. A plain cheese pizza nobody asked for arrives and we stare at it in silence, reaching for our coats. He is a fugly slut, she wrote in red marker on the bright pink flyer, adding the hashtags EvilDictator (another amazing Mean Girls reference) and DownwiththisevilCheeto to the poster next to. ‘It’s like spying on a party you weren’t invited to,’ says a girl at my table. Around the corner, Rihanna’s ‘Rude Boy’ is blaring, and women are on stage, screaming, laughing, flipping their hair. It’s cold before it hits the soggy tablecloth. Eventually, a medium veggie pizza arrives, to be shared between our group of six. It turns out the venue has now ‘run out of food’ and panicked PRs are scrambling through the front door holding wobbly towers of pizza boxes, ordered in from elsewhere. Someone spills their glass of prosecco, causing the paper tablecloth to disintegrate and creating a growing pink sinkhole in the middle of the table. 'Kendall Jenner is a fugly slut.' 'Kendall Jenner is a fugly slut.' Skip to main content. The bubbles are bottomless again after much complaining, so I just slosh fizzy liquid into my empty stomach. 16-year-old Cady Heron experiences high school for the first time and quickly finds herself befriending the most popular girls in school, The Plastics. Code WALLBETTER gets 30 off posters & tapestries. Starring Lindsay Lohan, Rachel McAdams, and Amanda Seyfried, among others, this film delves into the female teenage high school experience through stereotypical cliques and tropes. She breaks the fourth wall to say she’s sorry, but she doesn’t. Buy 'Donald Trump Fugly Slut Burnbook Page (Mean Girls, Burn Book, Fugly Slut)' by Caroline Gallegos as a Tote Bag Blank walls beware. I ask one of them if she knows when the food is coming. Aaron coldly dismisses the burn book as written by 'stupid girls' bored with their 'lame lives. I read an entry that says ‘ is a fugly slut’, and feel sad. Some women posing as ‘The Plastics’, ask if we’d like to sign the ‘Burn Book’. A man in a Santa suit shouts ‘You go, Glen Coco!’ and throws a net of heart-shaped Sainsbury's chocolates on to our table. The staff have ‘run out of prosecco’, even though we’re only 50 minutes into the promised hour of bottomless fizz. I brush the confetti hearts off the menu, and find a list of burger and pizza mix ‘platters’.Īs I pass the bar on the way to the toilet, I hear a mutiny building. I end up in a sad annexe at the back with four people I’ve just met, well away from a screen that’s showing the film (without audio), the stage, the bar and any hope of fun. But there’s a problem: there are too many Mean Girls, and it takes almost an hour to get everyone seated. When we arrive at midday, it’s pretty much what you’d expect: a queue of excited women, dressed in graduated shades of pink, shouting ‘Boo you, whore’. But such is not the case at the first Mean Girls Brunch. That’s a pretty low bar: a meal generally involves food. What can you expect from a brunch themed around a 2004 high school film? For starters: food. The venue for this event has changed since our visit.
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