Friday, July 30, 2004
Von Tastic
Last night was one of those boffo fabulous evenings that come along once in a while that are just soooo Miami!
The ultimate event town, all the socialites just need a reason to put on a shindig.
Last night was no different. This time it was a Real Estate developer featuring a newly completed project that they were trying to create interest for.
What better way to create interest in Miami than to throw a soiree.
A fab little gala with a "label" oh hunny it just _has_to_ have a label!
Throw in an open bar, or six, stock it with models and other beautiful people and its sure to be all the rage.
As was the case this past evening. It was the Von Dutch fashion show, and to be honest I just don't get it! Still there were plenty of cuties there wearing the little Von Dutch caps, and the tight little Von Dutch tops. Again at $45 a pop for a t-shirt, I just don't get it. But the models there sure looked nice in them. Now stretch that around one of those middle aged housewives with three kids, and well OK I shouldn't go there.
This was a great little gala thrown by a local real estate developer and due to my connection with The Real Estate biz, I was lucky enough to be on the guest list. Well actually I wasn't, yet I still managed to talk my way in anyhow! I arrived and had the Valets take my car, always a nice sign - I like to leave a treat for them and make sure to leave the Slayer CD in and playing at high decibels. Nothing better to announce my arrival at a posh, swanky, bubble-gum-pop, Brittney Spears meets Justin Timberlake kinda party than a little Diabolas en Musicus, just so they know who's coming to the party!
I was immediately greeted by a 5'10" brunette model the first of many swishing around in the new Von Dutch t-shirts they were given for the event. She pointed out that registration was right that way, and I would be automatically entered to win the free scooter they were giving away. OH YEAH, well I didn't quite win the scooter, but it was way more fun than that. A DJ and Bar in the main lounge room, and a huge party room just down the hall. There were six bars, and three buffet tables with all kinds of food, a live band on a make shift stage, and chock full of the "beautiful people" Miami is known for. (about whom do you think inspired south Florida native Marilyn Manson to write a song by the same title)
It was a typical society ball, I did some socializing, but mostly, I did some drinking. I "greased" one of the bartenders there - and being that it was open bar, I noticed many of the "high-rollers" didn't even seem to be tipping at all. So when I slipped the guy a little dime, you know I was "Mr. # 1 Priority!" loads of fun when the bar is crowded and I just wave my hand at the guy and reach over three people waiting since he made my drink first. Remember kids, being kind to your bartender always pays you dividends.
My dividend was that there were about 14 oz. of Bombay sapphire, in every Gin & Tonic I got! "Ossssiferrr I onlllyyyy had a coupleee". Man what madness. Well I didn't win the Scooter, and in my condition after a couple of those killer drinks I am sure I didn't make lots of positive impressions networking, that's for sure. But I did wind up with quite a few cards. For some reason people always remember me though, "Hey weren't you the guy that said such-such at that party?" will no doubt come up again.
To that I say, only in Miami!
Von-Tastic!
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Last night was one of those boffo fabulous evenings that come along once in a while that are just soooo Miami!
The ultimate event town, all the socialites just need a reason to put on a shindig.
Last night was no different. This time it was a Real Estate developer featuring a newly completed project that they were trying to create interest for.
What better way to create interest in Miami than to throw a soiree.
A fab little gala with a "label" oh hunny it just _has_to_ have a label!
Throw in an open bar, or six, stock it with models and other beautiful people and its sure to be all the rage.
As was the case this past evening. It was the Von Dutch fashion show, and to be honest I just don't get it! Still there were plenty of cuties there wearing the little Von Dutch caps, and the tight little Von Dutch tops. Again at $45 a pop for a t-shirt, I just don't get it. But the models there sure looked nice in them. Now stretch that around one of those middle aged housewives with three kids, and well OK I shouldn't go there.
This was a great little gala thrown by a local real estate developer and due to my connection with The Real Estate biz, I was lucky enough to be on the guest list. Well actually I wasn't, yet I still managed to talk my way in anyhow! I arrived and had the Valets take my car, always a nice sign - I like to leave a treat for them and make sure to leave the Slayer CD in and playing at high decibels. Nothing better to announce my arrival at a posh, swanky, bubble-gum-pop, Brittney Spears meets Justin Timberlake kinda party than a little Diabolas en Musicus, just so they know who's coming to the party!
I was immediately greeted by a 5'10" brunette model the first of many swishing around in the new Von Dutch t-shirts they were given for the event. She pointed out that registration was right that way, and I would be automatically entered to win the free scooter they were giving away. OH YEAH, well I didn't quite win the scooter, but it was way more fun than that. A DJ and Bar in the main lounge room, and a huge party room just down the hall. There were six bars, and three buffet tables with all kinds of food, a live band on a make shift stage, and chock full of the "beautiful people" Miami is known for. (about whom do you think inspired south Florida native Marilyn Manson to write a song by the same title)
It was a typical society ball, I did some socializing, but mostly, I did some drinking. I "greased" one of the bartenders there - and being that it was open bar, I noticed many of the "high-rollers" didn't even seem to be tipping at all. So when I slipped the guy a little dime, you know I was "Mr. # 1 Priority!" loads of fun when the bar is crowded and I just wave my hand at the guy and reach over three people waiting since he made my drink first. Remember kids, being kind to your bartender always pays you dividends.
My dividend was that there were about 14 oz. of Bombay sapphire, in every Gin & Tonic I got! "Ossssiferrr I onlllyyyy had a coupleee". Man what madness. Well I didn't win the Scooter, and in my condition after a couple of those killer drinks I am sure I didn't make lots of positive impressions networking, that's for sure. But I did wind up with quite a few cards. For some reason people always remember me though, "Hey weren't you the guy that said such-such at that party?" will no doubt come up again.
To that I say, only in Miami!
Von-Tastic!
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