I wish I had a picture, y'all. This what-had-to-be 65 year old man and his date/wife/whatever happened to be two tables away from us where we were ringing in the new year. In a white mock turtleneck. It was both distractingly white and distractingly not a whole turtleneck.
Not to be outdone, the woman to his left (different table) was in black leather pants. And a sequined purple halter top. It was a fantastic mess. NYE is a great time for people-watching. The trailer-dwelling crowd really step it up when they come to the big city.
Other than that, the little jazzy bar was cute and the band was right up our alley. And we had two glasses of champagne at midnight. It was lovely.
Happy 2009!
1 comment:
The only worse would have been a dickey.
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