Putting on the Ritz

Last Thursday I went to the Tavern on the Green with Rebecca and Barbara. It was some really (insane and inane) dumb mixer for fashion ladies and male financiers. Apparently the idea is that if you are a fashion lady you meet a man who can finance your line AND be your fiance, and if you're a money man, you can pay for some sassy arm candy.

So we were really the odd bunch:
I am spoken for, Babs is a lady in finance, and Rebecca brought a date. Why did we go? Ah, the eternal question.
I guess I went to see the inside of Tavern on the Green, which I have never been inside. It was crazy, the outdoor space was actaully beautiful, with dozens of fabric covered lanterns hanging from all the trees. The inside was glitzty.
I also went because there was a fashion show promised. That's almost always fun...
But really I just went for the freak show of people who went there for seriousness.
Below is Hillary Flowers embarrassing herself by singing before her over-an-hour late show. She sang for a long time also, like 4 minutes. 45 seconds is cute and gutsy, 4 minutes is trying and annoying.
AND I believe it takes BALLS to put your self out there, I did fashion too (!) There was NOTHING original or well made that walked down the too short cat walk. I've already seen all those dresses at Forever 21. All that changed was someone bought some trim to gussy it up a bit.
Better luck next time.

Isaac, the most stylish man in town...

that is until I steal his hat and make fun of him. What now Isaac? (love those tailored shorts!)

Brownstoner Brooklyn Flea Market

The market's name lies, it isn't really a flea market, in the truest sense of a flea market. It's a really expensive outdoor mall. The kind of flea market I'm used to and in love with is one where there are tables piled with junk and it is necessary to sift through it to find the treasure. Here, you sift through the vendors to find the treasure vendor. I found one, and managed to get the best mirror for 11 bucks! I'll post photos of it when I hang it up.
The flea is still fun even though it's pricey. I hear that is the major complaint from most people. It's still a gathering of people (Brooklynites are my favorite kind of people), interesting wares, and delicious food.

Vegans!

So... I joined a Vegan Pot Luck/Book Club. We gave up on reading the books, and I'm the only vegetarian there. So it's pretty amazing. I brought hummus and chips because I'm a lazy mofo, but they all made delicious (if not mildly bizzare) meals, one was:
two potatoes
two beets
two carrots
two pickles (?)
peas and some vinegar. Chop it all up and cook it.
Very interesting....and tasty!

Love Pool Party

Hotel Grace (formerly Hotel QT) hosts this party every second Tuesday. This was the first time I went to the party. It was full of people who you'd expect to go to a pool party (read: kinda trashy) but it was still a good time. Except for the time when, in order to "flirt" with me, "way too hairy guy" swam underwater straight at my crotch. I moved out of the way, of course, and dodged the "human vag missile" but COME ON! That is so not hot.
This, however, was not the first time I have been to Hotel QT. I went when it had partially opened, there was no water in the pool, and it was still under mild construction. One of my TA's had designed the uniforms, and I was in NY for the opening of the Gates in Central Park, so I figured, why not check it out? And when I saw the pool I thought, this would be a really cool place for a party... guess someone else thought so too.

Bling Bling

Golden Bike, the blingingest of all. Spotted in SoHo.

Small Car

Located in Park Slope, a very unique car. Adorable even. I love the seat belts, like roller coaster straps (not that I ride roller coasters, ever) and the tiny, itsy-bitsy windows.
Would I feel cool in this car? Yes.
Would I feel safe in this car and drive it on the high way? Absolutely not.