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"  You guys. Like Homeland at the Golden Globes, I knocked it out of the park at Becca&amp;#039;s engagement party. The lucky streak started on Friday night, when I scored a gorgeous DVF lace cocktail dress at 70 percent off.  &amp;quot;That dress is genius,&amp;quot; Nina said as I struck a pose for her in the dressing room. I knew what she meant. It straddled a delicate line: Demure enough for a family event, but not so demure that a boy wouldn&amp;#039;t also appreciate it.  Nina and I celebrated my find with noodles and beer at my favorite Thai restaurant, where she told me all about the dinner I was so rudely excluded from the other night.  &amp;quot;I told Ash that she cannot put me in that position again,&amp;quot; Nina said as she shoveled a pile of pad Thai noodles into her mouth. &amp;quot;This is between the two of you and I don&amp;#039;t want to choose sides.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Good. Thank you,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Even though\u2026&amp;quot; &amp;quot;You don&amp;#039;t have to say it.&amp;quot; I winked at her. Money on the fact she was about to end that sentence with &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m on your side.&amp;quot;  We called it a night after dinner\u2014we had a long run early in the morning and I wanted to feel fresh for that, and for Becca&amp;#039;s engagement party. Even though Justin is from Maryland, his father was raised in the NYC area and has been a member at The University Club\u2014this very private, very old boys&amp;#039; type club on Fifth Avenue\u2014for decades. I anticipated lots of women in vintage Chanel and men in bowties at this event, and suffice to say I was not disappointed.  Justin was really sweet and met me at my apartment to escort me to the party. This saved me from walking in solo and anxiety-sweating my face off until I located him in the crowd, and I was most appreciative. Once we checked our coats, I followed Justin to the banquet room.  He jutted his chin in the direction of a short, trim bald man and an even shorter, pudgier woman with bright white hair. &amp;quot;Those are my parents,&amp;quot; he whispered in my ear.  Based on how stylish yet severe Becca was, I pictured Justin&amp;#039;s mom as this fabulous, willow-y creature with an endless collection of chic pantsuits and a jet-black bob. But this woman was so soft and\u2026huggable looking. I loved her instantly.  &amp;quot;Come on.&amp;quot; Justin tugged on my arm and led me to them.  &amp;quot;Mom, dad, this is my friend, Josie,&amp;quot; Justin said.  &amp;quot;Pleasure to meet you, Josie!&amp;quot; Justin&amp;#039;s dad shook my hand.  &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s nice to meet you too, Mr. and Mrs. Etcoff.&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Thank you for having me.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s our pleasure!&amp;quot; Justin&amp;#039;s mom said as she gripped me by my shoulders and brought it in for the real thing. &amp;quot;And please, call us Nathan and Sally.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Sure,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Mom, where&amp;#039;s the gift table?&amp;quot; Justin asked, indicating the Williams-Sonoma box in his hand. &amp;quot;This is from Josie.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Josie, that is so sweet.&amp;quot; Sally gushed. &amp;quot;You didn&amp;#039;t have to get Becca anything.&amp;quot;  Um, pretty sure I did\u2014who shows up to an engagement party sans present?\u2014but I was secretly thrilled that his parents knew I did get her something. Point, point, point!  We left his parents to add my gift to the already overflowing table and to hit up the bar. I spotted Becca as I waited for my vodka/soda/splash of cran. She was wearing a long sleeved-floor length black gown and standing next to a handsome guy who I assumed was her fianc\u00E9.  &amp;quot;Brothare!&amp;quot; Becca cried when she spotted us. She pulled her fianc\u00E9 in our direction and gave Justin a hug. With her arm still looped around Justin&amp;#039;s shoulder, she smiled tightly at me. &amp;quot;Hi, Josie.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Hi, Becca,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;You look really beautiful.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Thanks.&amp;quot; Becca&amp;#039;s smile became slightly more genuine. I will crack you yet!  We chitchatted a bit until Justin&amp;#039;s parents and his brother joined us. Everything was going swimmingly until Justin&amp;#039;s mom asked, &amp;quot;Josie, what is it you do for a living?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Josie&amp;#039;s a writer,&amp;quot; Justin said, proudly. (Aw).  &amp;quot;A writer!&amp;quot; Sally exclaimed.  &amp;quot;Well, kind of,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a research assistant for a novelist. But I hope to be a writer one day.&amp;quot;  Becca chimed in. &amp;quot;But aren&amp;#039;t you writing that sex book?&amp;quot; Thank you so much for bringing that up, Becca!  Sally&amp;#039;s eyes widened. &amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s this?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Mom, you know like all that 50 Shades of Grey stuff,&amp;quot; Justin said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s like that. But Josie&amp;#039;s will actually be good.&amp;quot;  My face turned purple. There was an awkward silence.  Finally, by the grace of god, Sally just laughed. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s so neat! When will it come out?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Um, I&amp;#039;m not sure yet,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;But maybe fall of this year?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Oh, Josie.&amp;quot; Sally gripped one of my hands in her own. &amp;quot;You just have to send me a copy when you&amp;#039;re finished.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Mom, gross,&amp;quot; Becca said, wrinkling her nose.  &amp;quot;Oh, Becca, don&amp;#039;t be such a buzzkill.&amp;quot; Sally waved her hand in Becca&amp;#039;s snotty little face. I love. This woman.  The party ended not long after that, and I walked out of that ole boys&amp;#039; club like I was walking on sunshine.  &amp;quot;My mom loved you,&amp;quot; Justin whispered right before he kissed me goodbye and put me in a cab.  &amp;quot;Are you surprised?&amp;quot; I asked, all sassy-like.  &amp;quot;Not in the least.&amp;quot; He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. I wanted to go home with him so badly. But I&amp;#039;d come this far, and I was determined to wait this out a little longer.  I cannot get over how sweet (and how cool) his mom is. I just wish Becca would get that stick out of her ass\u2026what is that girl&amp;#039;s damage? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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