MiamiNights - Miami Night Clubs, Nightlife

How does one begin to even recap a weekend where all you can honestly remember is walking from The Vagabond to Park West and back without being mugged?

Let’s just start at the beginning.

So those of you who made it out to Money Shot at The Vagabond on Thursday certainly had plenty o’ fun. Was that actually me dancing on the couch in a full on fan dance rendition of Madonna’s 4 Minutes to Save the World (closely there followed by Hung Up- what can I say the Queens love Madge...but I digress [which will no doubt continue to happen throughout this discourse]). We introduced our favorite new peeps to our favorite times of the night which for those of you who aren’t aware they are Shot-o’clock, Beer:30 and Quarter After Cocktail.

Friday night comes and poor Lil Gui decides he can’t hang, and proceeds to fall asleep and miss out on a strangely unique Friday night. Mo and I drag our asses back to the District for fun time Friday’s at the Vagabond. The usual suspects were in full effect. Thanks to ever gorgeous Angie for keeping us well lubed up. I was totally out of it by the time the 2:00 hour rolled up. We left a noticeable thinning crowd and went to meet B and T over at Park West. This is where life gets clear as a bell.

SIDEBAR: you know how no matter how fucked you are you always manage to sober u fast as hell when some shit is about to go down? Yeah well that was us in our walk from the Vag to Park West.

We arrive to “11st clubsterfuck” (thank you M.N. blogger Billermo) We proceed to drop $15 each to walk into (what I can only describe as) FIU GC building/ MDCC 400 building/ Gatsby’s/ Dolphin Mall lycra dress explosion/ Kendall-girl-highlights-french-tips-done-bny-white-out-love-you-boo-jersey-boy-lobster-tanned-jetblk-spiked hair….. it was a hot humid tacky mess. THANKFULLY Cedric Gervais was throwing it down. Although when you have to wait 20 minutes for an $11.00/ 5oz. vodka tonic the music can only take you so far. So we high-tailed it, over the ghetto and through the streets, back to Vagabond. I will say that the lovely Sarah was kind enough to share her table with us and her grey goose which was by far the high point of the evening.

And then came Saturday night to which I previously touched upon, however, looking back I can’t even believe it.

To hear the words come out my mouth make me crack up.

Poplife hosted the Museum Quality after party and it was quite an affair. I don’t think White Room was even that packed during the WMC party it hosted. It was THE place be and be seen. All the photogs were out (NefariousGirl- Jipsy yelled “WURK BITCH!” and my fan cracked open and that was that). I think Belvedere was doing some sort of promo because I had the largest Goose on Wings I have ever been served outside of my kitchen/bar. Anna, girl, I love you! So it’s somewhere around late as fuck when I hear two words that I never thought I would hear again, after-hours. I turn to the troops (Gui and Mo) both of whom are nodding like Quagmire bobble heads (Giggity giggity!!!) so off we go. Well I will not further indulge in describing the debauchery however it def. goes down as a night to remember, since (rumor has it) that was its final soiree. WURK!

There was a time in my life, not so long ago, when all I could remember wanting to do was go out, have fun, meet new people, dance dance dance, make out with cute boys, and still make it home before breaking curfew. Looks like my moment has come... all over... everywhere.
When was the last YOU snuck into an underground after hours where the bar was fully comped (tips gratefully accepted) the bathrooms averaged 3 sets of feet per stall, gratuitous sexual deviances being performed in all random darkness, all to the latest remix of The Outfields "Your Love".
When was the last time you told yourself this is going to be an easy night out, and the next thing you know you are chasing down cabs on NE 2nd avenue as the Sun comes up?
Ask yourself when was last time you had so much fun that you have perma-grin all next day (even as you hack up all sorts of delicious treats because your immune system has been shot out of your body by toxic combo of red bull vodka, nicotine and... well... you catch my drift.(
As we headed home last night and the sun was coming up on the downtown skyline, I turned to Mo, who looked right back at me, shook our heads with our hands on our foreheads and laughed. We kept asking how did we get here? How did this happen? Where did the night turn into this? While the details remain blurry, I will say it was more fun than I have had in a long time. I am one tired raggedy bitch right now, and the details (as previously mentioned) remain hazy. I am going to turn in now because we gotta work tomorrow morning before I do I want to say thank you Miami. You always know how to show this boy a fun time. I love you.

Jeezuhs Mary and Joseph, last night was ridiculously fun. The Crew hit up Money Shot at The Vagabond. It was full on debauched hedonism in that place last night. Complete with a sucky sucky show in the men’s room (Lauren, the attendant was not having any of that). It was such a fucking blast. All of the usual suspects were out and about. I had the pleasure of meeting the fabulous Barbie (Poplife). Ay Dios Mio that party was so much fucking fun. There are just no two ways about it. The music actually had me dancing with my fan on top of the couches… needless to say I was in rare form. C’est la vie! And to think that we are doing it all over again tonight. WOOHOO… hope to see you out. What time? Beer:30? Shot o’clock? Mmhmm that’s right!

It has been reported that Nikki Marina is hosting the Marely & Me wrap party this Saturday (5/10/08). Let e just say that I do love celebrity sighting, and with the possibility of a live John Mayer set I would love to be there. The question becomes how to score invites. Maybe we'll just sneak on by and in. Hey, I did buy and read the book which the movie was based on, it's not like I am a total freeloader.

The folks down at Circa 28 surely know how to keep a good thing going! Many thanks to Jason and Jeremy for keeping us going all night. See you Friday! xoxo! J

Thursday evening is upon us and the only question on deck is where am I going to let it rip tonight? Do I hit up Buck 15 for Edison's fun time pretty boy party on the Beach, or perhaps kick it with the kids from Poplife over at Money Shot at the Vagabond (my FAVORITE locale in the 305), or (dare I say) do both- Oooooohhhh I think we're going to be bad tonight kids.

If you have yet to get over to The Vag(abond), what the fuck are you waiting for? The freshest faces, the hottest music, yummiest drinks, fiercest crowd, and hands down the most fun being had on the weekend in all of the 305. That whole little block (14th street between The Vagabond and White Room) is our little weekend sanctuary. These kids know how to throw down and have a grand ole time with out ANY of the craptastic plasticity of SOBE. This past Friday I had the pleasure of meeting some fabulous people, Lolo; owner of Sweat records who was kind enough to pause and chat it up with us (I cannot wait for roller disco again!!!) We also met Duran of Miami Nights and had some good laughs (and some shots if I remember). It was all such a blur. Thankfully Justin of The Popness Party was snapping pics of all the partygoers (thanks again Justin). We (G, M, J and I) met up with T and proceed to delve into typical debauched Friday behavior (of which I do recall B getting in on it). Ay Dios Mio is all I could say after everything was said and done. I must add that of all the time that I have been going out (Since the days of Shelly Novak, Salvation, Groove Jet, Liquid, Glam Slam) never has there been more fun being had than now. You guys have got to get out there, check the tude at the causeways, glam it up if nothing more than for fun and have shots (I recommend ANYTHING with Jager… it just does the trick, and trick it does so well.) I can’t wait for Thursday’s Money Shot Party- after what I heard last week (pukey napkin?) I am def. checking it out. The only question now is whatever shall I wear?

Last night this we headed over to The Vag(abond) for the "Quinceañera" party. While I normally make it a point not to frequent teen nights (18 and over), the music draw had me at hello. So the 3 of us (Gui, Mo, and I) met w/ Thomas (yes- T now I know that "call me when you're close means prior to exiting the highway) and ventured back in time to the time of puffy white dresses, tiaras, and "pop that coochie".

HOT -n-WEIRD, would be the best way to describe it.

Perhaps it was the fact that it was early (albeit 12:30 a.m. on a Wednesday isn't early in my 25-35 y/o book)
Perhaps it was the fact that the 4 of us made up 90% of all people of legal drinking age.
Perhaps it was the ever eager to hear their own voice DJ's spitting lyric over the music.
Perhaps it was the fact that there were actually people dressed in full Quinceañera regalia.
Perhaps it was the Domino's pizza delivered at midnight along with the DJ announcing the Pizza is here.
Who knows.
I will say that the music was def. fun and put a smile on my face and the pop in my lock. One good thing about teen nights-> no wait at the bar for cocktails... which def. helped the cause.

Final thought: fun night with friends and booty music.

I'm sure had I not have had to work and would have really cut loose it could been even funnier-> but that's what Friday's are for.

oooooooh weee!
Last night was on efor the books. It was suppossed to be an easy night out.
"I'm broke"
"I have a baby shower tomorrow"
"I have to go into the office"
"Let's not do our usual three venue, four cab ride night."
All of these statements were uttered prior to our Friday night outing.
Everything was going just fine until (bum bum bum) White Room. Sure it was 3 for 1 which was right up our frugal alley. However once the red headed sluts were served one after the other after the other, the night took turn for the... well let's just say it was all Gui, Mo and I could talk about this morning. Much love to the Blonde Euro-Latina at White Room, Jason at Circa 28, the flaxen haired bartendress at Vagabond (sorry for yelling dollface... it gets loud in that front room). Brian and Thomas-> it was a pleasure meeting you gentlemen (P.S._kim I am totally checking out that South Park website... xoxo)
Here to the red headed slut who fucked me good last night!
MUAH!!!
J