A few more weeks weaving in and out of Brooklyn and Manhattan has helped me place a few more memory gems in these overall pockets of mine — including the acquiring of such overalls. (Although that just took some sifting through overstuffed racks at a downtown H&M, so nothing to see there, folks. For these outfits credits, scroll to bottom!)
However, what is worth an extra minute of reexamination is one seriously spontaneous weekend in particular, which I enjoyed springing on those lucky souls around me, namely, a miss Emma C.
Last week I dragged her and our friend Kelly to a ‘90s dance party in Greenwich. After selecting our very best 90s-themed-but-also-modernly-trendy-because-we’re-not-sure-on-dress-code ensembles, we grabbed dinner and headed to Le Poisson Rouge.
Bodies in various stages of revelry packed the dark, vibrating several-story club from wall to wall, and strategically-placed TV screens scrolled through the very best music videos the ‘90s had to offer. I’m talking Hanson, Alanis Morisette, Nirvana, Fresh Prince and the always-on-point N’Sync, amongst other ‘90s legends.
The three of us formed a human chain — snaking past a labyrinth of drink lines and coat checks. The scene was dizzying, but my mission was to get to the front of the venue’s stage, where a cover band was set to serenade us with Blink-182’s “All the Small Things.”
After dodging spilled drinks and unrequited club love, we finally found ourselves swatting at balloons and serenading the frontmen and women smack-dab in front of the sea of attendants. We gleefully screamed our lungs out for a few hours, and when we finally had enough of the couple hundred attendees, we made our way upstairs and onto the city sidewalk outside.
With a few wee hours of Friday night left, there was one more place to go.
And that would be the freezing, uncomfortable sidewalk outside the NBC studios… to see if we could get stand-by tickets to watch George Ezra perform on SNL! (Spoiler Alert: We were FOUR people away and didn’t make it inside for show time.)
Still, we made fast friends with a couple from New Zealand and approached the Table of Friendship with breakfast croissants, good conversation and body warmth. It’s amazing the bond you form with strangers when it’s a matter of survival.