Frank Barron reporting, your midnight tour guide, your personal gadfly, your late night scribe. It's 11:17 upon my arrival at FB's for the duration of my term. The DJ is spinning. the lights are low, and the Blue Chip City's premier place to be seen / cocktail dance lounge is hosting a bevy of our favorite people. For tonight, the town is a buzz with the taste of the city.
It was a night of 1000 martini glasses as the ladies literally poured in by the busload. From the overdressed to the underdressed, the "right" crowd was in full attendance. The dance floor filled up quickly tonight, to warrant standing room only status as the warm up DJ Phatboy spins in full effect.
True to my theme, DJ Mia Guzman (miaguzman.com) was fashionably late, showing up at 12:45AM. After numerous flight delays, Mia had arrived (minus her luggage) an hour earlier creating a fashion emergency. A pair of size 8 shoes & a sexy size 4 dress were needed. Stylist Adhrucia Apana to the rescue! She raced to her home in Indian Hill, threw together an outfit, dodged downtown traffic and took Mia to the party just in time for the "late night push". I', told Mia's stylized set included a wide range of everything funky from Miike Snow's "Animal" remix by Mark Ronson to Cali Swag District's "Teach Me How To Dougie". But enough press release material. Our DJ is gorgeous, and I've been known to say that's what really matters?
F.B.'s very own VIP Host Logan Hiudt was celebrating his birthday in style popping bottles w/ family & friends at the Big Yellow Chair. The West Coast Laker game ends and now a special presentation of "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" is on the screen, and it still translates, causing me to ponder. Just why in the hell was there never a sequel to that timeless classic. That new Usher hit "So Many Ways To Love You" OMG song is penetrating the crowded scene at this point.
Duffy Money was celebrating her "22nd birthday" in the Rabbit Hole! (So you mean to tell me she's only been consuming alcoholic beverages for one calendar year, really?) She didn't last long disappearing before Mia's "fashionably late" arrival. Nevertheless, the joint is packed with more than enough eye candy to smile at, most notably the gal with the golden "Swiss Miss" pigtails.
Alas my night is fit to seek closure. Another swell evening at FB's was now logged safely in the record books. I dash to my shuttle just in time for my overnight flight. Frank Barron's got commencement addresses and wedding toasts to make. As for the the crowd I leave behind, they look to be in great spirits, and I'll sleep easy tomorrow knowing they're in good hands.
