On Tuesday , I spilled into a Dior Homme ensemble for what turned out to be the most partying I have done in ...well years. At 5PM a pal invited me to a Flaunt mix in Williamsburg from 6-9pm. We arrived at 7pm and perched our bodies at the bar for drinks , compliments of Dewar's.
The party was all very Williamsburg ...colored high tops, derby hats, 80s haircuts ...to cool for school...as a new acquaintance tattled later.
On our third drink, the phone rings , its an invite for a ex-Conde Nast staffer's goodbye party- . We say our goodbyes and head to the meat packing district.
I will say this and leave it. By the second cocktail it was full on chaos thanks to the help, our small party decided the weather was to fabulous to be seated in a dungeon. Next stop Gansevoort Rooftop where we could smoke (I watch) and just be pretty. Before we entered we heard cries of the boredom on the Gansevoort Rooftop .
We skipped that and decided to head over to the PAPER magazine beautiful issue party. Once inside we saw a beauty who forgot to shave in a Heatherette ensemble. It was a cute party, but I was beat, I wanted to sleep, we headed out at 11PM, while other heading off to Box, I went to eat and off to my apartment.
