On an ordinary night out, yes I would usually be drinking. I was all over the vodka lemonades and wet pussy shots, dancing like Beyonce and getting home when it was daylight. But as the nights get darker and the air is colder, I’ve swapped the heels for boots and the alcohol for my car keys and been the designated driver doing good deeds for my friends on a night out.
While being deso has only happened four times so far, these nights have been great fun and drinking in winter doesn’t have the same appeal for me as it used to. So I’ve decided to compare drinking with being sober in winter to see if it really does have more pros on a night out.
Drunk: Wait for freezing cold train, catch the vomit filled night rider or grab a super expensive taxi, sore feet, sobering up, gets light later than when I get home.
Sober: Blankets and uggies in my warm, heated car, leave whenever I want, does not smell like vomit.
Drunk: Super, super, crazy, awesome fun with my great super awesome new friends that I made!! (But these people actually think I’m annoying and I’m about to throw up in a pot plant).
Sober: Great night with good friends, no vomiting, can get away from people I don’t want to talk to without being an asshole.
Drunk: Oh Yeah! I am Beyonce, Queen Bey. Bring it girl. Get out ma way. Booty Shake!!
Sober: Fun, don’t look like an idiot and can watch all the other idiots, don’t spill my drink all over myself.
Drunk: I’m so super warm right now, taking shots with my mates.
Sober: Ugh, mocktails suck and lemonade tastes weird without vodka.
Drunk: Wear summery outfit and freeze on the way there and on the way home, but sweat in the club because of dancing, body heat and drinks OR wear wintery outfit, have to put coat in coatroom, forget coat because I’m so drunk, freeze on way home OR wear wintery outfit and sweat like a motherfucker.
Sober: Drive to club in my warm blankie, step out of my car in super cute outfit, blanket heat stays with me until I get to the club, club is warm, run to car back to my blankie.
For some reason, I feel like drinking in winter will only happen if someone is driving me. But as soon as summer comes back, I will take the vodka by the bottle and reacquaint myself with my liquid love.