Thursday, December 08, 2005

My Sex in the City Moment

Where am I going to be at midnight? At a bar, lounging around in bed. These are not mutually exclusive activities as I will be at the oh-so-hip Duvet nightclub that is 3500 square feet of king sized beds. I'm in New York for my work's holiday party and the promoters are extending a special invitation to the staff at my oh-so-hip nonprofit. With all of the nice 500 thread count linens and New York's smokefree laws, we've just hit upon the one nightclub I will feel at home in. I wonder what the etiquette is for taking naps in nightclubs? Thank god my sexy librarian glasses came in.

4 comments:

Lady Brandenburg said...

WTH? Now why can't my non-profit have a party in NYC? Hope you have a blast!!

the other rebecca said...

I'm eager to hear if they serve snacks there. It'd bring a nice literal angle to kicking someone out of bed for eating crackers.

Dancer in DC said...

So very cool. I wanna go! I wanna go!

Jon said...

My wife conned me into watching Sex in the City once, and I've never turned back. I'm OK admitting that... But your Sex in the City moment relives one of the funniest episodes of that show ever to air: breaking up with someone on a Post-It note. Hilarious.