Friday, 18 September 2009

Marlboro On: This is a private party, do not pass go

Remember in the last post I did how I said I was a bad blogger?

It goes beyond that.

I HAVE attended some spectacular events here in NYC and I HAVE taken pictures... Good pictures, great pictures in fact...

I also forgot to bring my uploader cable with me, so I can't actually upload my photies to the blog.

Marlboro Martini; do. not. collect. $200. do. not. pass. go.



Last night was the final night of Fashion Week in NYC and after hitting the meatpacking district and going for another few drinks on the lower east side we headed to a bar located at the Jane hotel on a very cute DJ's recommendation.  This bar being described as 'THE place to be seen' sounded the total opposite of  the kind of place I would be interested in going to had I been on home turf, but wanting to be a true NYC mutherfudger I was more than enthusiastic about going there.  As we turned the corner I sensed the vibe was quite intense as there were guys managing taxis arriving up the street (think orange coats and wavy light thingies like those people that help land a plane at the airport) to control the hoards of people arriving.  

We -myself and the 3 other sexuals with me- got in the 'line' and queued for like 15mins (we were specifically warned not to do this by the DJ, instead we were told to march straight to the front and demand to be let in... Hello? Me Englishhhh, yeah, we just don't have it in us to do that) and when we finally reach the front, the 'guestlist bitch' tells us that this is a private party before looking us up and down and telling us to step out of the line. 

I repeat telling to step out of line.  No room for conversation or negotiation as she was already verbally castrating the group of people behind us with the exact same sentence.
 
This is has never happened to me before. I did not know what to do with myself. 

Sheer frustration made me want to punch her in the face.

This is perhaps the universe was indirectly telling me to party less and blog more...*



MM x 

*In which case it needed to try harder as I was still drinking $5 cocktails at 3am this morning.

11 comments:

LoveMore said...

I am BEYOND excited about seeing THESE AAMAZING photos!

and glad to hear getting told to leave didn't end your night out!

xxxx bel

tyler. said...

oh no! See, you needed a New Yorker with you! ;]
Sorry to hear about that, love.
xX

Sasha Sharma said...

that's a tad rude on her part. oh well, as long as it was a sign from God to blog more (:

http://peaceloveelife.blogspot.com/

Miss Daisy Chain said...

DUUUDE i cantwait to see these pictures...man you should have marched to the front...went to a slightly sordid club today with a capacity of 1500 and 2700 queueing..wentstraight to the front with my phone to my ear screeching 'dahhhhhling no i shall meet you inside by the tahla bar and we'll discus this further' mildly acknowledged the bouncer and the host lady lifted the velvet rope....felt so goddamn special it was insane haha....
any sexy men in new york...please tell me there are so i can live vicariously through you

Isa said...

I hear you, I hear you.
in fact I don't even party more than once a week but it always seems to result in incredible excess- I got home at 9.30AM this morning!
I always feel the need to stop it and concentrate on other things the day after (typically hangover) but everything feels so lush when I'm out, can never resist this sweet feeling.

<3
I

nuha nuha said...

pah that doorbitch! you should've given her a killer stare and threaten to pierce her brain with your manolos if she didnt let you in. or or you could fake a call to carine roitfeld and complain!

orrr..wait wait i have too many ridiculous ideas, i'm on psychedelics from the fashion week shows pictures!

gros bisous dear.

She-Bear said...

This happened to a friend of mine recently, he was told he and his friend were not dressed correctly to enter the exclusive club. So he proceeded to pretend he was an extremely famous DJ from the UK and that he was told to come down by the clubs owner to take a look for a set and that he would not tolerate the rudeness that he had experienced and threatened her job. She then begged him to come in and he turned around left.

That'll learn her to be rude.

FASHIONconfectionairy said...

Maybe so. Haha but you made me laugh!
XOXOX
Libby
http://fashionconfectionairy.weebly.com

trigg and trig. said...

being canadian, i figure my manners are in a good balance of: punch her in the face and walk away in silence.
i would have done it for you, that what i do for the shine.
shiny love

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