Standard Times with The BFF

Do you ever sometimes wish there was a time machine to take you back to college? A place you could go full of cute, fratty guys where you're guaranteed a good time? (Except sans Keystone because obv our beer palates have progressed since those days.)

Done. Standard Biergarten. See you there. Bring your A game.

This was the location of one of the most legen-wait-for-it-dary days of last summer, otherwise known as The Time The BFF Got Kicked Out For Her Aggressive Ping Pong Skillz.

Fishbowls are classy when they're
crystal.

Anyway, the cold weather has kept us away, but The BFF has had a longing in her heart, one thought on her mind.

Last week she had her dreams come true. Twice.

Reunited and it feels so good.

The first stop was on Sunday night for Bingo. Being the grandmas that we are, you have no idea how painful it was to agree to an eleven pm event on a school work night. Ouch. But old people love bingo! So it worked out and was definitely worth the Monday exhaustion. Mostly because The BFF ended up looking like this:

Nothing like being dressed like a school girl while sporting a painted-on hipster beard... Wait, why was she dressed like a school girl?

So a little backstory. First of all The BFF and I are basically Romy and Michelle. We are special. And that's the reason we end up in quite a few situations that leave onlookers thinking who are those girls and why are they so weird? And sometimes this involves us wearing costumes when no one else is.

For example, a few months ago we were invited to a "fashion" themed Columbia Business School mixer. Were we the only ones dressed up? Fo sho. Did we look awesome? Fo sho. Did all the guys flirt with us while also asking somewhat demeaning questions like, "You don't go here, do you?" Fo sho.



Romy & Michelle. Romy looks
especially pasty, which hopefully will
change soon. Yeah right, who are we kidding.



Similar experience at bingo, minus B-school boys. The theme was S&M and for some reason I own a dress that could fit the theme (it was on sale from H&M, stop judging). The BFF dressed like a school girl because she just wanted to. Clearly the two of us are still going through frat party withdrawals. I love theme parties.

Anyway, the night was a good time as promised, but the highlight was when The BFF won Bingo. Except someone else did too. And The BFF had to have a dance off against him. The BFF is a phenomenal dancer. In a similar way that I am a phenomenal dancer. So clearly it was amazing.



So amazing that when the weather warmed up to a sunny 60 degrees on Saturday we were drawn back in.

And it was just as glorious as it was last summer. The beers were a flowin' and the boys were a-dorable.

Now all I can think of is more spring Saturdays at the Standard, especially when 60 degrees seems really cold.


Seriously with the exception of this pic we were flocked by
cute guys. It was awesome.