I used to be lastly standing in entrance of Hugh Hefner himself. Over his shoulder a whole bunch of half-naked revelers had been submitting into the mansion for the annual midsummer night time dream occasion. The place had the power of a powder keg about to blow up. I used to be holding a bunny rabbit slipper in a single hand which should have been complicated… as a result of I used to be already sporting two completely good bunny rabbit slippers.
I didn’t have a clue what to say. So I simply blurted out the very first thing that got here to my thoughts.
“ the smoking jacket actually provides a contact of glamour to the nighttime routine.”
Hugh laughed and mentioned, “the neighbors are inflicting a racket on the market, would you thoughts telling them to show it down so I can hit the hay? This isn’t the Playboy Mansion.”
I believed, okay, I might get together with this man.
Then Hugh leaned in just a little nearer and smiled. “Don’t burn the place down, okay?” And strided out into the night time flanked by his safety group.
“I gained’t,” I mentioned, virtually to no person in any respect.
As a lot time as I used to be going to spend within the Playboy Mansion over the subsequent six months, that was the one and solely time I ever met Hugh Hefner.