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AFTER A FULL HOUR OF PREPPING, TRYING TO FIND ANYTHING LOOKING REMOTELY LIKE A MOTORCYCLE/BIKER FIT, I JOURNEYED DOWN TO THE LOWER EAST SIDE ALL BY MY LONESOME TO DAMON PERUZZI'S DANCE.MUSIC.SEX.ROMANCE PARTY AT THE HOTEL RIVINGTON. THIS TIME AROUND THE THEME WAS LEATHER, TATTOOS, CHEST HAIR, AND VESTS ALL IN CELEBRATION OF THE BIRTH OF STYLIST AND JUST PLAIN SEXY SHAUNDEL.



FEELING LIKE DOROTHY AND THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD, THE FIRST FRIEND OF THE NIGHT I BUMP INTO WAS A RETRO KID REJECT DECKED OUT WITH THE HIGH TOP FADE, ACID WASHED SKINNY JEANS, AFRO BEADS, AND SNEAKS. WE SHARE A CAB DOWNTOWN, BECAUSE THERE'S NO WAY I CAN EXPENSE THIS TRIP TO MY JOB AND THE FARE WOULD BE JUST PLAIN PSYCHO, AND COME TO FIND OUT WE WENT TO THE SAME UNIVERSITY. SMALL WORLD. I PARTED WAYS WITH MY NEW FRIEND AFTER DROPPING HIM OFF AT LOTUS NIGHT CLUB, WHICH BY THE WAY CLOSES AFTER THIS WEEK, AND TRIED MY HARDEST TO EXPLAIN WHERE I WANTED TO GO TO OUR SPANISH CAB DRIVER WHO DIDN'T KNOW MUCH IN ENGLISH EXCEPT "PAY ME NOW." TO MAKE IT A LITTLE EASIER FOR HIM I HAD HIM DROP ME OFF A BLOCK FROM THE VENUE ON A MORE POPULAR STREET.



THIS IS WHERE I MEET THE SCARECROW LOOKING FOR A BRAIN. JUST KIDDING, I WASN'T TOO SURE IF I WAS GOING THE RIGHT WAY, SO I STOPPED THIS GUY TO ASK HIM WHERE RIVINGTON STREET WAS LOCATED, AND WITH THE MOST PLEASANT ENGLISH ACCENT, THIS TALL WIRY FELLOW AGREED TO TAKE ME TO MY DESTINATION. AS WE'RE WALKING I LEARN THAT NOT ONLY IS HE A COOL DJ, HE IS ALSO WELL ACQUAINTED WITH THE HONORABLE PATRICIA FIELDS AMONGST OTHERS. THEN FROM STAGE RIGHT, IN COME HIS ENTIRE POSSE. DON'T KNOW WHERE THEY CAME FROM, BUT THEY WERE SOME PRETTY DOPE PEOPLE. MY SLENDER ROCK STAR POINTED ME INTO THE APPROPRIATE DIRECTION AND WENT ON WITH HIS JOLLY EVENING. CHEERS.



NOW TO THE ACTUAL EVENT. THE PARTY WAS A "IF YOU HEAR ABOUT IT, YOU KNOW ABOUT IT" TYPE OF AFFAIR WITH NO LINES, NO LISTS, NO QUESTIONS, JUST ENTER. SO THAT'S WHAT I DID, I ENTER PASSED THE VELVET ROPE, MADE MY WAY THROUGH TWO DOORS, AND NESTLED IN THE BACK WAS THE BLACK AND PURPLE VELVET ROOM STOCKED WITH DANCE FLOOR, BAR, AND STRIPPER POLE? BY THIS TIME THE PARTY WAS JAMMED PACKED WITH BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE DOLLED UP, THEMED UP, LEATHER AND RUFFLED UP. I WALKED THROUGH GIVING CHEEK KISSES TO THE REGULARS, I BUMP INTO SOME OLD FRIENDS WHO I DIDN'T EVEN EXPECT TO BE IN TOWN, AND GOT REACQUAINTED WITH A FEW PEOPLE I HAVEN'T SPOKEN TO IN A WHILE. AS I MADE MY ROUNDS I NOTICED THAT ALSO IN THE BUILDING WAS THE BAD BOY GANG INCLUDING SEAN "DIDDY" COMBS SUPERSTAR ASSISTANT KARLEEN ROY, RICH DOLLAZ, AND RYAN LESLIE, JUST TO NAME A FEW. AND I CAN'T FORGET MISS TAMIKA McCORMACK OF VIOLATOR RECORDS.



MODELS, DESIGNERS, STYLISTS, AND ENTERTAINERS GATHERED AROUND TO WATCH RYAN PERFORM TWO OF HIS LATEST HITS WHICH PUT A PAUSE TO THE PRINCE RECORDS AND DONNA SUMMERS HITS PLAYING MINUTES BEFORE. AFTER THE PERFORMANCE, THE CROWD SLOWLY WITHERED AS TALKS OF HEADING TO LOTUS ARISE. AS MUCH AS I TALK ABOUT THAT SPOT, YOU'D THINK I OWNED STOCK, IT'S A SHAME IT'S CLOSING.



THE CONGREGATION MADE ITS WAY OUTSIDE FOR MORE CHAT AND MINGLE, DISCUSSING OUR PERSONAL VIEWS OF THE LOWER EAST SIDE, GREEK LIFE, AND THAT "NEW YORK VIBE." FINALLY POLISHING OFF THE NIGHT UPTOWN TO GRAB A SLICE OF PIPPING HOT PIZZA AT BIG AL'S.



ALL IN ALL, THE EVENING WAS A SUCCESSFUL ONE.... UNTIL NEXT TIME.

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By: StarvingCelebrity | Thursday, June 12, 2008 at 12:22 PM | |

My Girl Got a Girlfriend?

AFTER TWO WEEKS OF TRYING TO MEET UP WITH KELIS' STYLIST DAMON PERUZZI, I FINALLY MAKE IT TO HIS WEEKLY SUNDAY NIGHT PARTY AT LOTUS NIGHTCLUB LOCATED IN THE HEART OF THE MEATPACKING DISTRICT. AS IF I WOULD EXPECT ANYTHING LESS, HIS VIP AREA WAS JAMMED PACKED WITH A BEAUTIFUL, SUPER-ORDINARILY HIP AND TRENDY CROWD. IT WAS LIKE STEPPING INTO A PHARRELL WILLIAMS MUSIC VIDEO. WITH BOTTLES POPPING ALL NIGHT, IT WAS INEVITABLE THAT PEOPLE WERE STARTING TO FEEL A LITTLE LOOSER AS THE NIGHT PROGRESSED. THE ENTOURAGE WAS NOW DANCING ON THE TABLES, THE SOFAS, THE CLEANING STAFF, AS WELL AS EACH OTHER. IT WAS AN ALL AND ALL ENTERTAININGLY GOOD TIME.

I HADN'T HAD A STRAIGHT UP, BALLS TO THE WALL, SWEAT YOUR HAIR OUT, CLUB NIGHT IN A WHILE. THIS WAS LIBERATING. AS I'M DANCING AWAY TO SNOOP'S LATEST, THE GIRL NEXT TO ME GRABS MY ARM AND COMPLIMENTS ME ON MY TOP. I SAY THANKS AND CONTINUE DANCING. SHE STOPS ME AGAIN TO NOW COMPLIMENT ME ON MY NECKLACE. I'M LIKE WOW, THIS CHICK IS REALLY DIGGING THE FIT. COOL STUFF. WE START CHATTING, SHE OFFERS DRINKS, I ACCEPT, WE CONTINUE DANCING. I SPOT MY FRIENDS SO I RELOCATE(WHICH I FIND OUT LATER RAN INTO USHER'S BABY MAMA/WIFEY/BUSSY BABY IN THE LITTLE LADIES ROOM LOOKING FOR SOME POPPIN' LIP GLOSS FROM ANYONE OFFERING) BUT WHEN I TURN AROUND MY NEW "FRIEND" IS STILL BEHIND ME, STILL TRYING TO TALK IN THE CLUB, STILL TRYING TO DANCE, STILL TRYING TO......HOLLER? APPARENTLY I WAS THE LAST ONE TO NOTICE THAT I GOT GOT. AND BECAUSE I ACCEPTED THAT INITIAL DRINK IT AUTOMATICALLY MADE ME MY NEW "FRIENDS" B!TCH FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT. GOSH, I ALWAYS MANAGE TO GET MYSELF IN WEIRD SITUATIONS DUE TO MY OBLIVIOUS TENDENCIES. I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO BUT TO TREAT HER LIKE I TREAT GUYS I'M TRYING TO NICELY GET RID OF. IF THEY'RE NOT CREEPS I GIVE THEM MY INFO BECAUSE I'M ALL ABOUT CONNECTIONS, AND MISSION ACCOMPLISHED FOR THEM, THEY WALK AWAY WITH DIGITS AND I WIN BY REGAINING MY FREEDOM FROM THEIR VERBAL BONDAGE.

I GOT AWAY, TALKED A LITTLE BUSINESS WITH DAMON, AND WRAPPED UP THE NIGHT. GOOD TIMES, I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL DAMON'S NEXT EVENT AT GOLDBAR LATER IN THE WEEK.....to be continued

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By: StarvingCelebrity | Monday, April 14, 2008 at 6:48 AM | |