If one has ever wondered what’s it like to sustain an evening with bated breath, perky somethings, managed misbehavior and the incredulity that the world’s sexiest, cosmopolitan and naughty crowd could exist, then one needed to drop by Bijoux when the clock struck twelve last Thursday. With robust music, slinky girls, seduction peeling off the [...]
There’s an adage that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but last Wednesday whilst at Mercato 55 we suddenly came to terms with the idea that debauchery and giddy delight is the nominator of all those who drink Vodka. Drink vodka, champagne and maybe make impromptu (and sustained) trips to the bathroom. Then [...]
Arkady’s New Year’s Eve in Williamsburg.
Speaking of el crème de Bailey’s, Ambien, flasks of whiskey, Daft Punk, and a hornet’s nest, I went to this sardine tin called a New Year’s Eve soiree this past Wednesday that took me back to my wee infant party days of 2001.
Nursing a sinus infection and the makings of [...]
As we approach the countdown to the new year we here at Scallywag and Vagabond are watching with giddy delight as the town goes to party. We’re wondering who’s going to misbehave, who is going to go home with the wrong (or correct) underwear, who’s going to end up spending an extended weekend in the [...]
