Preppy is the New Hipster

Okay, so my temporary roommate Kate, has recently been broken up with. It was complicated and work-related, which means it doubly sucks. I have tried to explain that he does triathalons, which is just weird and bizarre. whatever. So in light of kate's shitty day at work, we decided to get dressed up and get some cocktails. Kate doesnt really drink so this is kind of a big deal. Well We started off at Browns Hotel, pretty swank, and the soft-core black and white S&M photography make it feel slightly hip. I had Old Fashioneds on the rocks. Something different for me, (I actually just forgot to order it straight up), but I think I will definately do it again.

Okay so we were drinking cocktails and eating sliders(delicious), and here comes the part that i dont understand. So, I remember faces really well, almost to an awkward degree. So there was this guy at Browns who I had met before with Kate in fact. It was just one random evening of drinks at the v&a. This guy was this lame banker/lawyer type, so really no reason to talk to him, but I had to quell the urge to approach him and say, oh we have met before at blah blah blah. I suppose he had to quell that same urge since he looked over at our table a few times. The world is so small. How is it that I see people all over town that I recognize? Perhaps this is part of my urge to launch into a stupid discussion with people like this, so I feel like I am participating in the city around me.

After drink there we popped a few streets over to May Fair Bar (MFB). I had another Old Fashioned. it was disgusting, why so cinnamonish? I'm beginning to get convinced that people dont know how to mix drinks in this city. MFB is across the street from NOBU. NOBU is supposed to be the best Japaneses restaurant in town. We are going on Sunday for Kates birthday, I'm excited. Anyway, there was a shit-load of paparazzi outside of Nobu. It was weird and slightly disturbing. I was further disgusted by my desire to know who was dining inside. Its something else i dont understand. yeah. i dont know, it was a weird night. In the end it was the right thing to do for kate after a break up, like overdosing on nachos.