Last night I went to Happy Valley, the supposed place to go on Tuesday nights, with my friend Jon who is moving from Boston. It must be mentioned that anywhere in Manhattan is packed no matter how hard u try to find the most "random" place. We headed to the Valley only after getting sauced at Therapy ($6.00 Absolut drinks on Tuesday night) and dinner and the incredibly strong margarita's at Vinyl, one of my fav. local lil food/drink gay places. And I must say that even though two people have recommend this place to me it felt like we had walked into the Mos Eisley bar on Tatooine (from StarWars as nerdy as that could
be). BUT seriously, like.. it was packed with the biggest mix of the most ridiculous looking people possible. People who are models, people who want to be models, people who should have looked in the mirror before picking out their costume, more
girls than should have been needed, a Frida-like drag queen dancing on the box all night, and a DJ that seriously has never cut his hair. Once the bigger drag girls got on stage, I had enough. I hate drag queens, fyi, and it is mainly because they usually ruin the entire flow of the night with their stupid show halfway through it. I know this sounds like a total fuckin bitch smack but it was so WEIRD, haha. I really think the Star Wars analogy is perfect and I most likely will never return. It made the Cock look irresistible, lol. As for the boy on the left, well, he is just fucking hot so I thought I would share. haha..
My parents arrive tomorrow for a little tour of NYC for 2.5 days. It should be fun since they haven't really seen much of Manhattan so I am kinda psyched that there is an entire city outside of Midtown and 5th Avenue and Rockefeller Center.
Oh, there is a "Can I Be Frank" long entry coming soon about my past weekend with some delicious boy. lol, um.. yah.. slutty month continues, so much so that i have started marking them on my gmail calender, lol.
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