My birthday landed on a Saturday this year. Having a birthday the day after Halloween is tough. I was barely
able to summon enough energy and verve to drink and party after a
boozeylicious Halloween nite that magically erased my senses for
the following day. But I had to quickly put Halloween aside and put on
a fresh fun face for all my friends. I normally don’t do the big celebration thing unless it’s a divisible-by-5 age (like last year’s J.30), but the stars aligned and I just had to. First was the Saturday thing, second was my dear friend Jason P. visiting me from upstate and being my special guest, and third is why the F not?? So we par-tay-ed. Here’s how it went down…
This time I chose East Houston Street’s WHITE RABBIT, a clean unfussy LowerEast Side hipster joint that’s totally my kind of spot. My nose used to bleed above 23rd St, but now it’s 14th and ever decreasing. Who knows, next year will probably be some funkycool Chinatown spot.
My best gaysians here, Aaron, Skion and Ben. In SATC speak: Charlotte(Aaron), Samantha(Skion), Miranda(Ben), and Carrie(me).
The hubb and I execute our signature Tsaychocki pose. My long lanky arm is always out of place and my thighs look huge.
VMV: Vivian, Melissa and Vanessa beautify the party.
Skion, Aaron, Steven & Steven adorify the party.
Jason P. and Gary O’B, pre-supreme drunkenness.
Bob’s arrival was such a delightful unexpected treat for me. No party is complete without our Bobola.
My second of seven Paradise Martinis, although 2 full glasses worth must’ve ended up on my shoes, my neck, on my shirt, down my arm,…
bubbyMichael, David, and Edward.
BFFs bubbyMichael and Bob, a dynamic duo who commands an asian-centric party like no other white devils.
My BFF Linda and Adrianna arrive, looking freshly coiffed and effortlessly glam.
Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass no doubt conspiring the takedown of little J.
Darwin glams up the party his own way…..with lot of lip gloss and scandalous cleavage. That shirt on me would fall completely off my 10-year-old girl shoulders.
Darwin(left) and Linda(right) compare carats, then cleavage. Linda wins the carat competition; Darwin steals the cleavage crown. Rematch?
Vanessa vamps it up with luscious shoulder cleavage.
Darwin and Bob
The 3-letter B’s: Ben & Bob
My hair is finally starting to grow back after a drastic Buddhist monk head shave 6 weeks ago, which I did after a life-altering incident. (Change in life/Change your hair is a unisex concept). I can’t wait to have bangs again that I can do the asian cupie-doll hair flip.
mauling Aaron. Don’t be fooled…he loves it.
mauling Edward.
We were there about 5 hours. Average about 2 drinks per hour, and we were all going, going…
…GONE
My dear friend Jason P. orders up a bottle of bubbly for us! Leave it to him to end the festivities with such panache.
Real Housewives of NJ. If BeNeNe steps out of line, I will put him back in his place. *Gonk
Champagne for our real friends; real pain for our sham friends.
Throughout the night, between 30 and 40 friends must’ve joined in. It was a gradual start with 9 people at 9pm, then the non stop barrage of arrivals till after midnight. I hugged so many people so tightly that nite. It was so joyful for me to have everyone around. I felt really good.
I have such heartfelt appreciation for everyone who came out and stayed out and stayed fun. I received so much love the whole day from friends near and far, old and new, via phone, via text, via cards and note taped to my door, via Facebook, and via physical presence. It truly makes getting older worthwhile.
