Friday evening, I had a Restaurant Week dinner with LC and David at at Icon. We shared literally everything on the menu. Afterwards, we met some friends for a Fashion Week party at the Ben Sherman store... but by the time we'd gotten there it was late, the door goons had gotten all power-trippy and were "shutting down the door" - too bad, as it looked quite good inside.
We went to some Project Runway designer's party at Hiro (Victorya Hong?)... but the scene was flavorless: unexceptional corporate-types, drained open bar, exhausted (exhausting?) hip-hop music, etc. Not my scene!
So we hopped over to Studio B where Spank Rock was supposed play, but he was "ill" (his flight was delayed). The GZA showed up instead. His rhymes are so tight! The skinny white hipsters in the audience flew "W"'s in the air to represent the Wu-Tang! Some black people even showed up! It was totally on.
The only problem was this blacked-out (read, not black but so drunk that tomorrow he won't remember last night) 22-year-old wanna-be hipster that was crowd surfing and bumping into me. I despise crowd surfers. I want to enjoy the music without worrying that some inebriated idiot's Chuck is going to hit me in the face. Boy was so drunk he couldn't walk a straight line, and he hit into me SEVERAL times. I'd had enough, so the next time he bumped into me, I elbowed him gently, just to let him know I was there. Inebriated boy fell down like a rag doll and stayed away from me for the rest of the night. :)
Next some pint-sized electroclash girl, Tippy popped on stage and sang about wanting "your dirty sex", unbuttoned her pants and pantomimed masturbation while a literally half-dressed androgynous hipster couple gyrated and grinded on one another in the background. It was only half ironic. She reminded me of a young Peaches, and I love Peaches.
Next Busy P, one of my favourite Francophone Ed Banger DJs, spun hot electro till way past 5 in the morning. While dancing, this random guy tried to pick me up with some well-thought-out but cheezy lines that he'd used unsuccessfully on 20 girls that night... nonetheless, he seemed interesting and rather smart, so I asked for his business card. He's a business partner of two of my friends - crazy small world!!!
Deep and I left Studio B and had late-night food at 7A in the EV. I got back to Laura's around sunrise.
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