When I was growing up, especially in my teenage years, all I dreamed about was living in a big city, attending fancy dress parties, and having an extravagant lifestyle. You see celebrities all over magazine covers and on TV shows like TMZ, broadcasting the amazing parties they’ve been to. I moved to New York City because I was bored of my life in Connecticut. I thought that living in the city would offer me something to do every night, and that each night would be better than the last. I think a lot of people glorify living in NYC. Yes, there are really great events that are created, but they aren’t always that much fun, just because they are in a cool location. This past weekend was just a reminder that parties in the city can feel just as dull as a party in my small hometown.
I had a whole weekend of events booked, but each one of them turned out to be a disaster! Thursday my friend and I checked out the new bar at the Mondrian SOHO Hotel. It has been all over Page 6 of The New York Post and very hyped up. We got there with high expectations. and although the place was beautifully designed, it was empty except for a midget in a top hat (not kidding.) So we left to check out our friend Claudius Raphael DJing at Cipriani’s downtown. That party too was a complete flop and Claudius never even got to play his set! I checked out the new brunch party at Collective in the meat packing district on Sunday, hoping for redemption of the weekend. It didn’t happen unfortunately.
To wrap up the weekend I thought two things: Are celebrities bored with the events they go to? Are the overhyped events the ones that turn out to be the least enjoyable ones? Based on this weekend I can say that it doesn’t matter where you are but who your with that makes the party.