The Leighra Band LUVed Jeni's Ice Cream

The Leighra Band LUVed Jeni's Ice Cream, originally uploaded by KT Flicker.

These guys maybe loved Jeni's the most. There were several animated expressions of joy, and the suggestion of a new flavor: honey. For more details on this party and the maddness around Jeni's ice cream, click here. Here is their myspace page.

FashionJunkie Loves Jeni's Maker's Mark with Butter Pecans

Dara of FashionJunkie.com pulled me aside at this party given by personal stylist, Alexandra Stylist, and requested a private meeting. A private Jeni's ice cream meeting. FashionJunkie is a New Yorker who also knows of and loves Jeni's ice cream! Alexandra is also a Jeni's fan (Dark Chocolate, and the dangerous Black Coffee), so I ordered the ice cream online, and it came, no joke, in under 48 hours, packed in dry ice. I hailed a cab and carried the box of "imported" delicacy into this New York fabulousness. What ensued was basically me as a barrista for 6 pints of ice cream for hipster chics and their men when the band stopped playing. And the band, Leighra, also loved the ice cream. Thanks Jeni's!

Leighra at Alexandra Stylist's Fabulous Apartment

Leighra at Alexandra Stylist's Fabulous Apartment, originally uploaded by KT Flicker.

Check out Leighra's MySpace page! They were super great at Alexandra's party.

Review of the Plunge Bar - Don't Go

Should you take The Plunge, located atop the Hotel Gansevoort down in the meat packing district? Don't bother. This highly touted gray clad bar was nothing but a rooftop overlooking the Soho House pool (with no sex happening in the pool, I might add). "Grey clad" translates into barmaids who stare blankly during each order. On top of that, when they serve you that $14 vodka cranberry or $12 South African chardonnay, it's all in plastic, so you're not feeling as divine as you were purported to feeling. The stools outside are kindergarten-sized grey stumps, and if you are drinking outside, you're mandated to ordering from the cocktail waitress, who will easily scold you while wearing black Reefs after you bring back a fresh drink from the more happening bar inside, after she neglected you after several serving opportunities.

And, you couldn't even hear the 80's music and DJ they rave about! And it wasn't because the crowd was so rowdy, either. Saddness.

For a place that boasts of a "scene and be scene" atmosphere, you will definitely be scene. So don't wear your Urban Outfitters clearance wrack pink hipster pants and halter top like I did, where you're only saving grace is a pair of high cork soled MIAs that could pass as as a better brand, and higher price, not the $30 you paid for at Shoe Mania next door to Whole Foods at Union Square.

For a good time, a more visually stimulating time, you're better to go to Spice Market across the street, or, Pastis. Both offer eclectic scenes and equally scene-y :)

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