Monday, October 14, 2019

Nightlife

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Kenny Kenny and Alanah misbehave….again.

What’s a boy or for that matter a girl, or someone caught in between to do? Last Friday this Scallywag dropped by the monthly...

Sally does Donald TRUMP.

What do you get when you mix black tie accoutrement, Donald Trump’s United World Bar, a young socialite who has pull (the very affable...

Bizarre Encounters

The ONES. Photography by Mark Reay. There is nothing that could have prepared me for the fantastic freak show that was Mel’s World. Hosted last Thursday...

The Green Conspiracy.

Is going green a sham? Saving the environment is quite the noble sentiment, but with all the faddish vegan diets, eco-friendly couture and designer...

Perfect 10 Cougars… in search of a Desperate Reality.

In what kind of world do all the major publications send their young journalists to a cumbersome club, flood the place with pint sized...

At the Chloe. And who Exactly is She?

Femme fatale? Slinky? Androgynous? Reminiscent of another epoch? She’s a hard one to pin down. Last night we came to finally meet her at...

A Night out at Tribeca Grand. Thinking of you Barack Obama.

Debonair? Charismatic? Fashionable? Intelligent? Savoir faire? We’ve been hearing about the optimism surrounding the newly elected presidency of Barack Obama. That said, we decided...

Vivid dreams and Pandora’s Box.

Redhook, Brooklyn. We’ve been trudging through the sleet for just under an hour, cursing ourselves and wondering if snow flakes will get in the...

Meditations of a Disco beat at Merkato 55; Post Siesta. Part 1.

We here at Scallywag and Vagabond have been inspired, nay, seduced by the candor of slinky femme fatales, exfoliated cheek bones, sashaying disco beats...

This Is What Happens When You Eat Vodka for Breakfast.Merkato 55, part 2.

I never thought I would find backless shirts and eggs benedict in the same room. Of course, that was before I attended Merkato 55’s...

Bijoux goes off the Cliff! Revelry in 2009.

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...

Mercato 55 lights up. New Year’s Revelry. Where’s my Tiara?

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...

URB Magazine at 105 Rivington. How the Glitterati came and Danced.

For some of us this might be the time of year to be heading off to ice packed airports, pine nestled gourmet stores and...

Living the life of a Socialite. Another Mad Dash to look Beautiful. Turning up...

One of the prerequisites of being a socialite or at least covering the affairs of socialites is that one has to immerse themselves in...

A Night out with Kenny Kenny and Susan Bartsch. What’s a Girl To Do?

It’s a Sunday night and we’re standing inside the GreenHouse wondering how brilliant and fantastic everything is. Where we are is some where in...