Week End Wrap-Up, 10-19-2009, OMEGA's Lust Friday, Dinner Party, Rockstar Party, A DIVA turns 25, & A Usual Sunday

FRIDAY

So Friday was an early start at a private cocktail party in Logan Circle. The party was very festive and had a lot going on. After several drinks, great convo and some of the sexiest people, I had way too much energy to even think about hitting it home. I made plans to meet up with some of the folks from the cocktail party at Halo. With that, I hit it over to Halo for one of those infamous martinis. After a few libations and a mediocre crowd it was time to bounce again. I hit it down to ole’ glory (the Fireplace) in Dupont Circle. The second floor was surprisingly packed. The music was poppin and for some reason the dudes had their ultimate swag on. I met up with my buddy Marcus and after making a few rounds and throwing a few back it was time to make moves again.

I have been telling my boi Mac for that last few weeks that I was going to make it to his Lust Fridays Party @ Mirrors. Well last Friday I finally did. Now Mirrors is not normally my type of venue but I said what the hell…try something new. I arrived at Mirrors about 1:00 AM and was greeted by my boi Donald who was collecting money at the window. First Kudos, these promoters are hands on…GREAT. He waved me in and as soon as the door opened I was hit with an energy that was really hard to explain. The place was PACKED. OMG…I saw nothing but people from the very back to the stage in the very front gyrating all over the venue. I told myself, “oh, hellz yeah…I’m about to get loose.” I fleeced by the coat check, making my way to the bar and then it happened. “Excuse me; you need to check your coat.” Knowing the security guard wasn’t talking to me, I proceeded to the bar. He said it again louder and I saw that he was, in fact, talking to me. Not really paying him any mind, I told him that I wouldn’t be checking my jacket and kept walking. “Sorry dude, you need to check your coat; it’s the club policy.” Now, if you guys remember that coat checking fiasco at Mirrors doing an alternative nightlife party were about 30-40 patrons checked their jackets and had to leave without them because of some mix up then you know they were not laying a hand on mine jacket. I immediately went to Donald, who seemed surprised at the policy as well. He offered to hold on to my jacket until I left. A very easy fix. Second Kudos… customer service was everything. With that I handed him my jacket fleeced by security and over to the bar. A bottle of champagne and a long island iced tea and I was ready to PARTY. I headed over to the stage to find my bois L-Bogie and Joey Bahamas from K-5 Entertainment partying like ROCKSTARS. It wasn’t until I got up on the stage that I saw the magnitude of how many people where actually in the place; I am sure they broke some kind of capacity regulation. The dancers were alright, which is just fine with me. I would much rather see new-faced entertainers than those who’ve been doing the circuit in DC for years. Same dancers, same moves, same tricks, same outfits…just the same ole same ole. It was refreshing to see new fresh faces. After the bottle of champagne and the cocktail I was feeling GREAT. A two-step or two later and I was back at the bar. The bar area was packed and I couldn’t see waiting in the line. Because I purchased bottle service the manager allowed me to come around to the side of the bar to be served by my own bartender….customer service…I LIVE!!! After about 2 large Blue Motorcycles, Marcus and I felt it time we dash. With that, we glanced at one another and without words we grabbed our ish and fleeced toward the front door. We left at about 2:30 am and people we’re still lining up to come in. I had a great time at the party. If I had to rate it on a scale from 1-10. I’d give it a solid 8.5. Nothing that the club or promoters did but it loses that grown and sexy vibe you get with 21 and over crowd. There seemed to have been a few too many under 21 year olds in the house for me. Will I be back? ABSOLUTELY. I had a blast. I love the fact that the DJ played a great variety of music not sticking to that cookie cut-out of the same music sets. Omega Entertainment…KUDOS on a well orchestrated party.

After the Omega party was the After Party. We hit it over my bois after party for more libations and great conversation. The vibe was Ultra Sexy. I GOT MY LIFE.

SATURDAY
So Sat was another long night. I hosted a Taste of Italy Dinner Party for some close friends which turned out PERFECT. A 3-course homemade (yes, I said homemade) Italian dinner, great wine, phenomenal conversation and ultra fabulous people were all the ingreedience I needed to make the dinner party a huge success. After dinner and shaking our asses, we all sat around the fireplace just having great conversations about life. Nisha shut the party down with an impromptu concert with the fireplace as a backdrop…sickening.

After the dinner party, it was time for the ROCKSTAR MOONLIGHT Party. I grabbed my stunas and studded belts and joined the party goers for a great cause. Thanks to lovely ladies and swaggerific fellas that made the night a success. After the ROCKSTAR Party I need to fleece over to Lace for my gal Monique’s 25 Birthday Celebration.

I arrived at Lace at about 1:00 to surprise the birthday girl and surprised she was. She was not expecting me to make it. I did after all leave my Rock star event to come wish her happy bday. Mo’s party was OFF THE HOOK. The VIP Room was something else. Bottle poppin, celebrities, radio personalities, one to the baddest DJ’s in DC and of course yours truly (LOL) made this party a night to remember. As I sat back in VIP and enjoyed the mini concert Monique’s celebrity guest put on, I looked around and couldn’t help getting a little choked up at how proud I was of the DIVA who was surround by those who love her and who has been continuing to do her thing since I first met her years ago. Happy Day DIVA and may you have 25+ successful more. After the Bday celebration, it was time to hit it back to the ROCKSTAR Event. A few more cocktails and it was time to call it a night.

SUNDAY

Sunday was the usual at the residence, wake up to libations, have brunch, more libations, blast music, have friends over, more libations and, if I decide to go out, pull it together and dash. We’ll Sunday, I decided to go out. The first stop at 11:30 PM was the Trap. Not even a full cocktail later and I was ready to bounce. I hit to the Eyebar and knew I was gonna have a blast as soon as I got in. Not sure if I should blame on the alcohol but it seemed like no soon had I arrived, I was walking back out. I must have had a hot ass time…I think..LOL. I hit it to Chinatown to get something greasy to eat up the alcohol I’ve been consuming all day. After my food arrived I fleeced home to hit the sheets. Gosh what a weekend. I think I mention all the parties I hit..I THINK. See you out in DC’s nightlife.

STAY FABULOUS!!!
-Mr. Fabulous

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W Hotel, Donovan House/Zenten Sushi Restaurant, Paul Wharton's Bday Bash & Mandingo Tuesdays

After all fully day and evening of recuperating on Monday, I was soo ready to hit the streets on Tuesday. Since I was already in Dupont taking care of some business it made perfect since to start my evening there. The first stop…The trusty ole’ Trap (Fireplace) in Dupont Circle to start the night off right. If you’ve been to the Fireplace then you know what I mean; the drinks there are potent!!! After a, yes I said A (one), cocktail, I was ready to make moves. I’ve been chatting with my gal Nisha all day via text and she finally pulled away for her recording session and said she’d meet me in the city in about an hour. Hmmm…where to go next I asked myself. The plan was to hit the Art of Life party at Halo but after checking and updating my Twitter status saying I was leaving the Trap, I knew exactly where I needed to go. My gal Joi Marie (DC FAB), Editor-in-Chief for The Fab Empire was at the W Hotel spotting J Lo, Marc Anthony,

Photo from DC FAB

Gloria Estefan, Tommy Matola & some other Latin superstars who was in town for the White House's Fiesta Latina Celebration honoring Hispanic Heritage Month. With that, I finished my drink, texted Nisha to meet me at the W Hotel and hit is out the door within a few seconds.
The W Hotel was festive. I fleeced in, picked up a drink from the Living Room (hotel lobby) and hit it up stairs to the P.O.V (Point of View) Rooftop Lounge to a waiting reserved table. I had the table that’s right across from the bar in the back. The one that looks right out to the White House. If you been to the W Hotel’s P.O.V Lounge, then you know which table I’m talking about. Now, that space is divided by 2 huge planters to give the allusion of a separate space. Now, can someone riddle me this? Should I get upset that and feel like my space was invaded because some foreigners damb near move me out of the way to take a photo overlooking the White House? These French folks walked by my table and clearly saw the huge RESERVED sign for the space. It was written in English but come on…I’m sure they understood…lol. They proceed past my area to the adjacent one which had the plastic window down for warmth. It’s seems that because plastic window was open, one of the men thought it was O.K. to push past the dividing planters into my space. Not only did he not have the manners to ask but he had the audacity to call the rest of his crew of 4 to 5 people over. I was snapped out of deep thought by his deep French accent telling his group “it’s o.k., come over”. With that my chair was bumped as they tried to squeeze by me. “Excuse me, but this space s RESERVED” I said. “I’m sorry, this is out first time in America and we wanted to get a photo of the White House. We’re from France” He said, as if that was any excuse. I told them to take their pictures but then they needed to move on. After all, the space ONLY holds 4 people comfortably. After about 40 minutes of enjoying the cool night air, it got down right cold. I told the server I was moving downstairs to the Living Room. Nisha met me as I was moving downstairs. We found a table, I finished my drink and we were on the move again. Where to next she said? Why the Twilight Rooftop Party @ Donovan House of course.

We arrived at an entirely too chilly rooftop party, chatted with some industry friends then moved down to the sushi restaurant, Zentan, for dinner and to continuing partying. After diner it was time to hit to what I thought should be an OVAH party. My boi Paul Wharton’s Birthday Celebration at Park at 14th.

So we arrive at Park about 11:30, signed our lives away for the few reality shows that were filming, The Real House Wives of DC was one, then fleeced through the crowed to the bar. After ordering a drink and making small talk with some of my readers, Facebook/Twitter friends, industry folks and Nisha fans, it was time to locate the party boi of the evening. I was told he was on the second floor so Nisha and I made out way to the elevator. Only once we got on the elevator czar told us that they were not letting anyone on the second floor for the moment. Excuse me, I’m on the list and I’m here to party with my friend for his birthday. Sorry he said, I don’t make the rules. Now, if you know me or follow the magazine or blogs, you know I don’t necessarily like the Park or Love for that matter. The I only reasons I show up at the places is either because I was personally invited or if there is a charity event that I was there to support. I don’t go to the Park to “hang out”. I wanted to find Paul, say happy birthday and bounce to my next destination. Long story short, that party was poorly executed and a complete and disastrous waste of time. Had it not been for me running in to my FAB ASS crew that party would have been an even larger waste of time.

Paul: I’m sure this was not your fault, from what I gathered the producers of the reality shows had something to do with it. However, if you are going to have a birthday celebration and invite your friends, it’s probably a great idea to show your face at some point in the evening. I, like a lot of the folks I spoke with that evening, don’t hang out at Park, we came there for one purpose, to help you celebrate your birthday.

That didn’t happen; I was there for about an hour and never saw Paul's face. I emailed his assistant and informed her that I was at the party but couldn’t get to him…to no avail. After a little over a hour, I was completely over it; time for my next destination. We fleeced past the camera crews and hit it to Daryl Wilson’s Mandingo Tuesday at the Legend Nightclub.

I was a little hesitant when it was suggested at Paul’s party but I figured what the hell, you can’t go wrong with strippers. Walking up to the door and being patted down, I asked myself, do I really want to do this. Then I got in, Daryl waved me in and I hit the bar. Before I knew it I was shaking my ass uncontrollably. The party took me back to the days of the Edge/Wet when I was 23-24. A day when I can let my hair down and no one would look at me twice or any differently. A day when I was just another face in the crowd (if there was ever such a thing…LOL). I had the best time. Daryl, I have to say, you did your thing on Tuesday. The party was HOT, the entertainers were FINE, the vibe was SEXY, the music was INTOXICATING and the libations…let me just say WHOA! If you guys have been thinking about checking out Darryl’s new Tuesday night party but wasn’t sure, let me give you some great advice...JUST DO IT!!!

After the Mandingo Tuesday party, it was time to hit to the best time of the night…The After Party. I somehow talked one of the entertainers in to coming to the after party to perform for one of my boi’s birthday, whom I missed his party last weekend. Well, performed is was this entertainer did. He had the after party going all night. After more libations, shit talking, a fight and more libations, it was time for me to call it a night. How do I get myself in to these situations? I had a BLAST on Tuesday. See you out in DC’s nightlife.

STAY FABULOUS!!!
-Mr. FABULOUS

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The Weekend Wrap-Up…10/13/2009

THURSDAY 10/8/2009

Thursday was an early start at the American Diabetes Association Benefit Event at the Newseum Residences Club House, Terrace and Rooftop. The event was a hit, the people were absolutely fabulous and the libations were flowing. Thanks to my boi A. Dennis Baxter for the invite. Even though I normally book events weeks in advance, I was happy that I could attend the event for a great cause with only a week notice. After some great networking conversation & libations it was time to move the party to the rooftop. My gal NISHA arrived shortly after and after a few photo ops I felt the need to SLAY A RUNWAY. With no runway in site what’s a DIVO to do but to make one. With that in mind and the DJ spinning an OVAH beat, I hopped up on the built-in benches that bordered the rooftop and proceed to SLAY. After a few more libations, it was time for the next destination.

We went down to Wolfgang Puck’s latest DC restaurant The Source. Check out DC’s MOST FABULOUS Magazine’s review at http://www.dcsmostfabulous.com/apps/auth/login?why=pw&wp=1&next=WEBPROTECT-diningthesource.htm when they first opened. After a martini for me and dinner for Nisha it was time to more move again.

Nisha & I fleeced over to the Rooftop Party at Donovan House Hotel. After great conversation with new friends and we were ready to hit it again.

We arrived at K5 Ent’s PLAY Thursdays @ EFN Lounge and the house was packed. The music was on point and the libations were..left just say I lost count after 3. Somehow, I lost complete track of time. It seemed that no sooner had we walked in, it was time to go. I chalked that up to having one ole good time.After Play Thursdays it was time for the normal nightly finally, an after party. After great convo with some news friends and a night cap, I was time to turn in.

FRIDAY
Recuperation Day…. A very long night,

SATURDAY
Saturday was a lounging day until the evening. I am not sure how I got pulled in to this Girls Night In Party but I had no plans on attending. My plan for the evening was to attend Landan Burrell’s (from K5 Ent.) Bday Party and then hit the REVIVE Party at EFN Lounge. Let’s just say I never made it to either. After getting dressed and talking with the “Toy Girl” I knew that party was gonna be hot. I told myself “we’ll I can stay for a second and then leave about 11ish to at least make to one of my events”. The ladies started pulling in and then the Stripper Pole Instructor arrived. Once the stripper pole was installed I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. I ended up staying up until about 5 AM in the morning having way too many libations. I'm blaming that night on S. Nicole...

SUNDAY

Sunday was champagne mimosas are soon as I woke up. I sat around all day recapping the pervious evening’s festivities. A great time was had by everyone. Sunday night was an early cocktail party then I hit the hip hop party at EFN Lounge. I had a GREAT time and EFN. The party is really taking off there. One of my highlights of the evening was hanging out with my gal Lady Toni, whom I haven’t seen in what seems like ages. Lady T- You looked AMAZING (as always) great seeing you again. After several long islands and a bottle of champagne it was time for me to make moves. The Prince of DC, Raymond Lee, and I fleeced to a private after party for more libations. As we left the after party the question kept resounding in my mind…how do I do it? Ah what I night. See you out in DC’s nightlife.

STAY FABULOUS!!!
-Mr. FABULOUS

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NISHA, the "O", PDT & a Min-Ball???

So last night…. Mmm, mmm, mmmm (shaking my head)…. LAST NIGHT WAS A DAZE SO BARE WITH ME!!! NISHA - The Metamorphosis Ablum

I started out hosting a NISHA – The Metamorphosis Album Release listening party at my residence for about 10 NISHA Newbees (folks that has never heard the album). If you guys follow me on Tweeter or Facebook then you should know all about this DIVA NISHA. Her sound is a mix of alternative neo soul and pop. I call it a sexy Miami vibe because when I listen to her album I’m transported to a Miami lounge. Her lyric’s yanks at the very soul of a man (or woman). So, we started out just sitting around sipping on libations listening to VHI Soul and then I sprung it on them. OMG…you like the song, I need you to listen to this one… with those words I retreated the another room and returned with NISHA’s press packet and her CD. After another libation was had by everyone we were all transported to an entirely different place. The album was played in its entirety for 2 hours straight. Somehow we all forgot about the problems and stress of today. I knew we were in the zone when a friend, whom recently lost her job and didn’t know how she was going to pay her mortgage, said “…at this moment here, I don’t have a care in the world. I FEEL FABULOUS!!!” If you have not heard NISHA’s album I implore you to treat yourself. Check her out and purchase the album at http://www.allnisha.com/ and www.myspace.com/nishabutterfly.

Me & my gal pal NISHA

After DIVA time, I fleece over to a buddy’s house for dinner (Chinese – orange chicken…my favorite) and great conversation. Thanks Kevin, you have truly redeemed my faith that MAN is innately good.

Then it was time to hit DC’s nightlife. First stop… The TRAP for a FIRCE libation. I met up with my bois Marcus & Will, threw back a few then we headed over to the “O” to get loose. O.K…so if you follow me on Twitter (dcsmostfabulous) then you got the most random tweet last night. Kim’s (from Real House Wives of ATL) Don’t be Tardy for the Party sounds OVAH blasting in a club. I got my EVER-LASTING-LIFE. I have to thank my boi Calvin who continually serves me with “Oh Howard, your cool” as soon as I grace the front door…no pay, no line for me..LOL. I do get it Calvin, it IS all about the service. LUV YOU. After too many cocktails to count, it was time to fleece to the next destination. P.D.T @ VIP @ Café Citron.

Marcus & I on some random night...LOL

So Marcus and I hit it over to P.D.T (Please Don’t Tell) on Connecticut Ave at about 12:00 AM. As soon as we walked in we were greeted by my boi Mathew (SERVICE is everything there).

Mathew & I @ Cuture for a Cure

Now check this; you all know that I normally don’t stay at a party for more than a hour if I have other events to make it to (I had 2 more clubs to hit up) but last night at P.D.T it was BANANAS!!! After way too much champagne I was STUCK. My girls came through looking absolutely FIERCE, the music was SICKENING and the LIBATIONS..you don’t ever want them…OVAH. I knew I had to make it to the Reflection Wednesdays @ Shadow Room for my boi’s ICanD Productions party but I could not pull myself away. I want to know who the hell that DJ was…I damb near lost my mind and broke my neck at the same time – HE SERVED!!! I knew I was having the best time ever when my girls and I carved out a runway in the middle of the dance floor and proceeded to SLAY THE RUNWAY. Everyone got in on the action and before you knew it, the gals AND the guys were walking for BLOOD. Had the most OVAH conversation with Eric Lund…this is ONE FABULOUS ASS DUDE...stay tune for the collaboration. If you guys have never been to P.D.T. Wednesday you need to have your ass in the house next Wednesday. If you don’t know about the P.D.T concept, Google PDT in New York or check the party out at www.elundevents.com/pdt/. It’s a private swanky sophisticated “Shhh” party. Eric….thanks for the bottle of Champaign. FAB ASS…LOL . After finally getting myself unstuck from PDT it was time for Marcus and I to hit the next destination.

We hit it to Mirrors for a mini-ball fund raiser (or at least that’s why I went). So the story that I got was that this event was for the transgendered women who was life was taken from us in the prime of her life. (check out my statuses…I did a whole thing about it). Admittedly, we arrive about 2:30 -3 am but I actually expected the bar to still be open; not at all. The event was free so I really don’t know how they were raising money. No one ask for a donation and the bar was closed. Maybe we got there too late. I’m not a Ball person and really only do the House of Khan event’s because I think they are one of DC’s MOST FABULOUS House’s.

The House of KHAN

There has not been one time when I called on them for a charity event and they have not delivered...I LIVE!!! Through my research and convo with Mark and Juboo Khan, I was under the impression the Balls didn’t end until 5 or 6 am. Am I incorrect in my assumption? Anyway, it was great to see a PACKED house for such a GREAT CAUSE. Not quite sure what house was responsible for the event but KUDOS…You all did a PHENOMINAL JOB. After the event it was time to hit it home.

Marcus and I hit it back to my residence for a nightcap and somehow dosed off. He woke up this morning and the first thing out of his mouth was “I had the most OVAH dream about that P.D.T Party last night and Mat”…LOL down boi…he’s straight…I LIVE!!! See you out in DC’s Nightlife.

STAY FABULOUS
-Mr. FABULOUS
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