...Ben Brown's house to help set up for Sarah's debut party for her brand new record label, Stolen Transmission. Ben Brown (who's since moved out to SF after his start up was acquired!) who kind enough to donate his house for the party!
...Jake (the guy who moved into my old room) had somehow agreed to let some film production company use the apartment to shoot a gay porno. WTF? The narrative of the movie called for the porno to be taking place at "a party" so Jake called up everyone pleading for them to come over and help it look like a party.
The dude in the green shirt was one of the "actors" in the movie (if you knowwhatimsayin). He spent his pre-scene time getting completely drunk and telling anyone that would listen that he wasn't gay and was just in porno for "the money." (...shots, probably).
But it was so crowded inside that we lost track of Amanda and Grant. After 20 minutes of searching, Siege, Katie, Meredith and I decided to call it a night and head home.
Bonus points to whoever that is in the foreground hoisting a forty of homemade Brass Monkey (one of the Crowley Crew, no doubt). As the party started to get going, it was time to kick off the karaoke!
On Wednesday, Grant and I got invited to some Playboy party at BLVD. Since the venue was only a block from my apartment, we decided to swing by and check it out. We got there to find the place jam-packed with Long Island meatheads sitting down and watching sports on one of th 30 or so giant plasma TVs they had on.
After the Hole we went back to Pianos to check out Carlos
D's birthday party. Neither of us know
Carlos, but we figured the party was probably worth checking
out. When we got there, it was a private deal and the doorman
wouldn't let us upstairs. We were just about to leave when
Carlos came downstairs, looked at us and said, "I recognize
you guys from being around all the time!" and invited us upstairs.
So nice! So Carlos, thanks. I will return the favor by encouraging
my readers to download their very own Carlos
D. Instant Messenger Buddy Icon.
The room beyond was decorated in a "neighborhoods of New York City" theme. Each table bore the name of a different area of the city and had food and decorations to match...Little Italy, Chinatown, Times Square, etc. In addition to the food, there were dancers and singers from all sorts of different Broadway plays and musicals. Here's Amara, the girl of honor.
Here's another view of the reception. Grant took out his recorder and tried to strike up a few conversations while I worked on kicking the buffet's ass and half-heartedly snapping photos between mouthfuls. Just when we were beginning to think that it was a wash and that Flaunt was going to tell us that this event wasn't "bling" enough, this crazy techno music started pumping and the entire back wall of the room that we were in (the one above with the painting on it), split in half and was rolled away to reveal an enormous room behind it with the mother of all blinging bat mitzvah receptions in full effect behind it.
A little past 3am, they started making people leave the roof and clear the store out. Here's a view of the store from the stairs leading up to the roof as things wound down.
Here's the big BBQ party that was going on outside the hanger after Joan's set. A little after 3am it started raining so I bid Mandy and company farewell and took a cab over to the hotel where...
Despite the fancy dress shirts we wore because of Pepper insistence that they would help us "fit in better," we soooo didn't fit in. (Best photo ever).
...standing on my couch so he could jump up and hang from my apartment's fire sprinkler pipes. Holy worst idea ever, Batman! I managed to snap a pic for posterity before screaming at him to "get the fuck down from there, you lunatic!" (Mke D. has no recollection of this).
Usually when you go to a house party, you see the same people (give or take a few randoms). This party was awesome because there were all sorts of different groups of people that came out to celebrate the 3 friends' birthdays. Around 3am the party hit full stride. Everybody was having fun and getting drunk and it was right around this time that the crowd started getting...
MAC had all these celebrity sponsors there, Boy George, Missy Elliot, Christina Aguilera, Linda Evangelista, etc. But they just sort of hid out in the corner and didn't intermingle (not that I can blame them). So instead of some hot celebrity akshun, here's a crowd shot. Yay.
Later that night I went out to Frank and Colin's place in Brooklyn to watch the Superbowl. (They actually had two TV sets set up right next to each other: one with the game on mute, the other showing HBO Sunday night TV! Hahah. Curb Your Enthusiasm was so much better anyway.)
Oh, and by "full effect," I mean shirtless. Check out kooky Candy getting caught up in the karaoke moment and whipping off her shirt and swinging it over her head...
By the time I got over there around 3:30ish, the party had pretty much dwindled down. But I hadn't seen Nina in ages so I hung out for an hour or so and caught up.
The party this time was held at a club called Eugene in midtown. The crowd was a strange mix because around 50% of the people that were there seemed to be the people that regularly go to Eugenes (read: Bridge and Tunnel Guidos) and didn't expect a bunch of winged, legwarmers-on-their-arms-wearing weirdos to show up.
Around 10:30, the living room was getting over-crowded and people started spilling into the guest bedroom (Big Daddy, Fatty and Sarah pimp by the window).
Friday night we went over to the meatpacking district to celebrate the release of Mark Bibbin's (aka - Tha Notorious B.I.B. aka - the "Virile Poet) new book of poems, Sky Lounge.
On Monday night I went to a new club called Manray for the premiere party of a movie called City of Ghosts. Here's the view of the club from up in the dj booth with Matty.
Sarah decided to throw a Hawaiian party at her pad. (on a side note, when I asked Tara if she wanted to go to a "Hawaiian Party" with me she asked "Do I have to dress Hawaiian?" Me, "Um, I think so." Tara, "So does the girl that's throwing this party have big boobs?" Me, "Yeah, how'd you know?" Tara, "Because if I had big boobs I'd throw Hawaiian parties
all the time and show them off.")
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