There was a shaky start leaving DC, as the bus before ours broke down. We got pushed back by and hour or so, and waiting in the sun for the next one was unpleasant. Like in all unlikable circumstance and drink helped get us through. We mixed cocktails as we waited for the bus and when we got on it made the trip easier. Because of the late departure we got stuck in traffic, it took us longer to get to our destination. We were crashing with friends of James that night and when finally got into the city we hopped in a cab and headed to Hell’s Kitchen.
HK is definitely one of my favorite places in the city. The apartment we were staying in was lovely, the home of a young couple, Xander and Steve. They were gracious and entertaining, complete opposites from each other in my opinion. We dropped our stuff off at their place and headed for a quick bite to eat at Vynl, a trend colorful dinner around the corner from their place. James and I met the other guest for the weekend, Dragan. Dragan has become one of my favorite people…an architecture student and a model. Six foot two of pure funny and sweetness…my new Slavic brother:
We paid the bill and jumped in a cab to head to the village for a house party. When we got there, the party seemed to be winding down…the apartment was sweltering and the liquor was just about done, so there must’ve been a crowd there. I was more concerned with the owners books; he had a mixture of fashion (including the Tom Ford book, Testino and Demarchelier’s photo books etc) and classic, rare comic book among other things. I was completely intrigued, but we didn’t stay long.
Into another cab we went and pulled up in front of Barracuda, a small club that was packed wall to wall. I grabbed a drink, Absolute Peach on the rocks, and we headed to the back of the club where there was a little space left. After a few minutes there we headed to the Ritz, where a friend of Xander's was DJing. I loved the crowd here, the dance floor was packed and hot and the beats were serving! After another drink I was feeling nice, we headed upstairs and cleared out a space where, of course, the kids began twirling . Worn out and exhausted, we decided to head home and call it a night. Xander and Steve had a big day ahead of them…the party on the terrace.
The apartment was small in true NY fashion, but they had a huge terrace with a beautiful view of the city. We woke up, ate the most over empanadas ever! and helped them get ready for the party. Xander was in complete hostess mode, and before you knew it we had dozens of people walking through the door, models working the bar and James and I holding court in a corner of the terrace. I conjured with Patrick Demarchelier’s studio manager, and a few of the other guest. The rain came and pushed everyone in side for karaoke and then James and I packed our stuff and headed to our hotel.
Conjuring with lady Onnetta, Demarchelier's studio manager. Talking about booking stars and couture.
Just a few days before we headed to NY James won free tickets and a hotel from from South West Airlines on twitter. We were supposed to stay on Madison Ave, but our reservations were moved to the Marriott Marquis in the middle of Time Square. From the 28th floor we could see the Hudson, and the busy streets...the city still held the after glow of the day as we got ready for the night. Dressed and ready to go, we picked up something to eat and headed out into the city.
Our first stop was Barrage…another Absolut Peach on the rocks. It wasn’t giving me what I wanted, so we walked a few blocks to the Ritz. We danced and James met a few friends from DC there. We didn’t stay long before we were ready to move it to another location. After much deliberation and bumping into HRC staffers on the street, we took a chance and head to the village to G Lounge. This place made my weekend, even though I had to stand in line. It was a mixed crowd, the music was great and the Tokyo Ice Tea let my ass have it! We stayed until about 3 or 4 in the morning, flirted and took the compliments as they came. We were the hot boys in the building apparently, which usually means the new faces.
We headed back to Times Square, singing Ursula’s part in the Little Mermaid, looking for something to eat. On the way I was approached by a boy from Amsterdam. He loved my style, my face…and apparently my lips. It was a short tryst in under the cities lights, and then we were back on a mission to find food. We caught a pizza place not too far from the hotel, took the food to go and crashed…making sure to close the curtains before we headed to sleep.
We didn’t wake up until midday. The hotel room was dark, but we rushed around getting dressed and checked out leaving our bags until we had to head back to DC. We met a mutual friends parents at the parade, and then headed to another house party not to far from the route. Another gorgeous NY apartment, belonging to another wealthy NY gay. We drank, ate cheese, and socialized…soon after we were on the move again looking for food and a new place to party.
Xander, Dragan and I at the final house party.
Just like good drunks, we decided that we didn’t want to leave at 7:30 pm, so we bought tickets for the 1:30 am bus and threw caution to the wind. That very wind swept us up and carried us to G Lounge again where another TIT made the world seem brighter.
By twelve, we knew we had to head back to TS but this time we walked. Stumbling on a McDonalds, we ate, read and eventually parted company. James and I sobered up and we knew it would be a ruff ride home. We got on the bus, got into DC at 6:30 am and I was in office by 8. Tired and miserable, but it was all worth is. I've fallen in love ...a true midsummer's night romance...I've fallen in love, again, with NYC...
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Song du jour: "Summer Boy"- Lady Gaga
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2 comments:
You're life is much too fab for me. LOL.
New York serves for me too!! I left AL for DC. Next stop for me, hopefully August 2010 will be NY
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