1.) The Pasadena peeps (aka, HMH crew and GEt-aLonG-gAnG) will also hereby be known as The Partystarters. We got the party started at the Langham when we invaded the dance floor and everyone else followed us. We got the party started again at Ixtapa, when we hijacked an empty dance floor and got it crackin’. Good job, team!
2.) I got mauled by three cougars on the dance floor at Langham. I felt like such a manwhore. This trio of middle-aged women came out of nowhere and … well, I don’t wanna talk about it. But I didn’t get it as bad as Mike Wall, who got groped by a pair of very aggressive cougars in Ixtapa. I swear, the women were on the prowl on Friday.
3.) I found out the next day that the Langham is one of the few places in the L.A. area to appear in the Michelin Guide. For those who are unfamiliar, the Michelin Guide ranks the absolute best hotels and restaurants in a given city by a rating of one to three stars. Of the thousands and thousands of restaurants in the LA area, only about 40 or 50 appear in the guide, The Langham being one of them. I take pride in being a culinary thrill seeker, yet I’ve only been to four or five places that are in the guide. Now I got one more.
4.) If you ever want to feel insecure about your car, drive to the front entrance of the Langham. Porsches, Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Bentleys, Maseratis, and every other luxury car you can imagine but can’t afford are lined up in the front.
5.) Russell was the surprise of the night. Who knew that dude could salsa dance like that?
6.) Judging by some of the photos that have surfaced from Friday, I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe I had more to drink than I originally thought…
7.) But then again, that’s what happens when you have an unrestricted open bar. When they told us that the bar closed at 9 p.m., we all started ordering drinks and bringing them back to the table. But instead of actually drinking what we had, we just kept going back for more until we had completely stockpiled drinks for the night. It was like watching squirrels hording acorns for the winter. You would have thought we were on the verge of prohibition the way we were stocking up.
8.) Long Island Iced Teas, dirty martinis, cosmopolitans, Midori sours, Merlots, rum and Cokes, whisky sours, Cabernet Sauvignons, gin and tonics, Appletinis. I estimate that in this picture alone there is three or four hundred dollars worth of booze on the table, and that’s just what we had at the end of the night. I haven’t seen this much liquor since the days in Northern Cali when we used to go to World Beat, Avaron and Bellagio.
9.) My new favorite song is “It’s Raining Men,” by the Weather Girls. My second favorite is “I’m So Excited,” by the Pointer Sisters. Don’t ask, just know it relates to the night. (By the way, if you’ve never seen the video for “It’s Raining Men,”, you have to check it out right now. They just don’t make videos like this anymore).
10.) Despite all the drinking, no one threw up. I thought Maggie Roq would, but she held it down. That let’s me know I’m hanging with some pros.
11.) Props to Jon for graciously hosting the after-party. Watching the Victoria’s Secret Show over pizza and vodka shots was a fitting end to the night.
Currently Listening To: House
Dragonette – I Get Around (Midnight Juggernauts Remix)
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