ANASTASIA FERRARI
Maurizio and I were having fun at this event. If I knew we were going to have fun as much as we are right now, I was going to bring my sneakers. I am on the dance floor with my stilettos in my hands. I am a little tipsy but as for my husband, he is waisted as f**k!
"Honey, you have had enough don't you think?" I say, taking the bottle of the whiskey in his hand.
He stumbles, trying to take the bottle the bottle. He looks very untidy now: loose tie, shirt not tucked in his pants properly and Lord knows where his suit jacket is.
"Ana, Ana, Ana, just give it back, please,"
"I think we should go home," I hold his hand but he quickly yanks it away.
"Home? I am sleeping here tonight, home is full of lies!" When he said that, I looked around to see if anybody heard th
