December 8, 2006

• lifestyles of the not-so-rich but very lucky...

   

  tuesday: went to bryant park and were wow'ed by the array of picture-perfect shops and skating rink, and got there in time to witness the lighting of the tree there (though the emphasis on canadian pride was a little iffy. i quote: "you look at this perfect tree, a very perfect tree in every way. for four years this tree has been cultivated in our tree farm in quebec...")

  

  ...then captured one full roommate photo (just one) at a thai restaurant that truly "hit the spot"...

   

  

  saturday, night of hangovers. showed up at Google company formal with deej at Gustavino's right below the bridge. was pretty cool! I'm smiling in this picture because this margarita was made from petron. yes i know, blasphemy, but what can you do, it's google...

  

  dinner at ribot was fun (the green tea martini is divine, though the food was less to par) 

   

  excursion to The Park where we discovered the best Free Drink Secret of them all - tell every group of guys at the club it's your birfday. it actually was mer's birfday, so there were lots of much-deserved rounds. not that i needed more rounds.

   

  

  sunday sarah, mer, yuki and i took a food tour (what else do we do) in to flushing, where the itinerary included a homage to the hole-in-the-wall Lucia's, which i do agree is one of the best pizza places i've encountered in the city, pho32 (where the waiter look at us with that "@$(%*@ anorexic girls" look as the four of us shared one bowl of pho and one order of summer rolls), and tai pan bakery, in time to discover the most lovely raisin and lemon bread straight from the oven.
  
  the evening was finished off by wonderful soup a la derek's mom, which was much-needed consolation after the harrowing experience of watching Braveheart with torture scene not edited. strange how being in an actual house can comfort you in strange ways...after the hustle bustle of manhattan, suburbia is a delightful respite...

   

  thursday was the pharmaceutical practice holiday party at Table XII, which i will admit was more an excuse to get drunk than anything else. dragged along two party-happy BAs, but something in the drinks made me slightly offend my boss's boss (never a good idea, note to self...) i suspect the alcohol.

   

  the week has gotten more surreal as i continued to be amazed at the sheer money that is thrown around this place...after figuring out that my $500 vision coverage expires on the 31st, i waltzed into saks fifth and asked the store manager in a flurry do you have last season's YSL square-frames?? he looked at me trying to figure out what the heck i was about before he figured i looked dressed and corporate enough to try one of them hallowed frames. anyway, they didn't have them, so i went onward to the next conquest:

  the Lenscrafters on 45th and 5th, i found, caters exclusively to delicate trophy wives who can't so much as stand the notion that their lives are not perfect. the supremely cute and tiny russian woman-doctor assured me as she measured my prescription, "yes, your right eye is near-sighted, but that's not bad at all! millions of people get lasik every year just to get your prescription. see, you have a natural reading eye."

   

  geez, what a spin.

  $500 and one pair of disappointing chanel glasses later, i retired to a night of drunken revelry with harvard 06 (proved kind of lame, though, so sarah and i trekked to Whiskey Bar at the W Hotel instead, where we proceeded to people-watch for a full hour.)

   

  friday lunch on the rooftop of the gansevoort hotel was a prelude for the fantastic bain & company holiday party at the lovely Boston Harbor Hotel. amongst the highlights...

  

  seeing the fantabulous ted and lusi...

  

  a bain gingerbread house!

   

  

  bain coasters...

  

  a chance to wear my poofy bubble-dress...

   

  

   

  and of course, WINE...

   

   

  

   

  this is how parties start and end.

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