NYE 2008

Christmas is often lonely and depressing (like mine this year) and New Year’s Eve is often anti-climactic. There’s never any definitive event to go to and it’s never as fun as it’s portrayed in the movies.

This NYE, I had a whole bunch of parties to go to and I was on my way to the presidential suite of the Island Shangri-la for a “Night at the Playboy

Mansion” party. I thought I could get away with wearing this very sexy backless gown, but later on I found out it was actually kind of a lingerie/pajama party. I didn’t really want to usher in the New Year in my underwear with a bunch of random perverts…Luckily, I ran into some party buddies as I stepped out onto Staunton street and thus we began the New Year’s drift.

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We started with a couple of glasses of champagne at this new gourmet burger joint, had a few tequila shots along the way on Wyndham street then moved onto Zuma where most of the AnD artists/bloggers seemed to be hanging out.

 They did the countdown not long after we arrived. Some confetti was launched and people clinked their glasses to the sound of “Auld Lang Syne”. It was anti-climactic as expected, so not long after, we decided to brave the crowded streets of Lan Kwai to reach a party at Sushi Kuu in the M88 building.

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There was a mob scene outside the building but luckily we skirted the line and went straight up. Sushi Kuu was packed. There were models bartending behind the bar and some hip-hop DJ was playing decent bootie-shaking tunes. Over more tequila shots, I contemplated becoming a lesbian for the New Year, but luckily I got saved by a phone call from some friends who wanted me to go somewhere else.

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The next stop on the New Year’s drift was Cliq. This venue is in the location of the old Hei Hei club and is one of the newest venues on the club scene. Cliq is huge and has Plasma TV monitors lining the walls. The general color scheme of the place is black. It has a very underground feel and is one of the only places in Hong Kong which feels like a club.

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Somehow at 4 am, a kind of ‘dance-off’ circle was formed and people took turns doing 'the worm' (a real nut-buster), breakdancing, or generally doing the goofiest dance moves they could muster. People randomly got pulled into the circle and were made to strut their stuff- while some were funnily being blocked from entering the circle. It was so silly everyone just ended up laughing their heads off. Now that’s something that rarely happens in the poser-ville of Hong Kong. I will not be posting any embarrassing dance photos unfortunately.