Nightlife is Bullet Points

Hi readers.
Obviously this is our ultra-popular Dining Issue and I have been writing and checking a gazabajillion other pages so here’s this week’s After Hours in bullet point form. Deal with it.

• We had to stay in the office late on Friday so instead of going to the Chic II Chic Veuve Clicquot party at the Clicquot Lounge in the MGM Grand Macau for free champagne, I went to a Marlboro event at Wooloomooloo Wan Chai. Enough said.

• I went to Hed Kandi at Azure on Saturday, where Colin Airey played the yummiest house and the fierce Deeyana tooted her sax live on stage. Nick had sent me two tickets to the party, then I asked the Azure PR for three more tickets, and then I asked Nick for two more because I found out I had out-of-town guests, and he thought I was hoarding tickets like a demented bag lady. Nick, you saw my friends from Barcelona and Tokyo, they weren’t imaginary.

• Azure opened up their fabulous rooftop, but it was wooden floorboards and girls kept getting their stilettos stuck. Not me, as I was wearing sensible heels from Dior.

• At Drop for Alessio’s farewell party (bye Baby A!) there was much gay drama (how can one person turn all of our lives upside down?!!?!). As it was Ramadan, I coined a new term: “Dramadan.” I’m going to have regular Dramadans and free myself from unnecessary amateur theatrical productions from friends, family and acquaintances. It’s like fasting from melodrama.

• A pair of beautifully dressed Indian girls came up to say hi. They wanted to feel my hat. I let them. “Are you wearing any Give-in-chee?” one asked. At a complete loss, I went, “What?” “Give-en-chi.” They enunciated. Oh Givenchy. “JHI VAWN SHEE,” I amended. Anyway, they were gorgeous.