As usual, me and Bretony never have solid plans when we meet up. We kind of just… go with the flow or go on our own little dummy missions. Which is what I love about her. Our night started off with drinks at Applebees in Times Square but neither of us were satisfied with that and wanted more, so we somehow made our way to dinner at Juliet which quickly went from supper to a club. I know a lot of clubs are restaurants by day but I’ve never seen the tranformation happen. It’s smooth! Anyway, all in all, we had a good night filled with shots, lapdances, subway adventures and breaking day after swearing we weren’t going to stay out. Don’t mind our regular ass attire; we had no idea we were going to end up at a club. So long New York.

As always, you can find more on my flickr.

‘I just regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.’

The Birthday Girls

Poppin’ Bottles

flickin’ it up.

mixing & minglin’

gettin’ bizzy.

this is embarassing.

parkin’ lot pimp.

more pics on my flickr

Saturday, me and the other half went to some, erm.. “thing” and then proceeded to hit up some supposedly ‘new ‘ club in The City called Gramercy Room. In all actuality, it’s just the old Strata… and it’s lame. I mean, sure, Strata used to be poppin back then but it got played out and not even a quick name change can save it. We didn’t exactly feel like flickin it up in that wack ass club so just deal with these ‘before’ pics. I’m sure there are ones at the actual club floating on one of those picture sites but eh, I just don’t feel like searching.

oh and here’s a cell pic for the fun of it.

Real Update Coming Soon.

I Promise.