new year's eve


I hate New Year's Eve. Seriously, it's like my least favorite holiday. It always gets all bigged up and then you always end up being disappointed - so I find it's best to not make plans and just take it as it comes.

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The only redeeming thing about New Year's Eve is that it also happens to be David Forman's birthday. Shane and I took the man himself out for a celebratory dinner at Blue Ribbon in Soho. ˆ david f ˆ food ˆ new years eve ˆ

Shane poses with his delicious sea urchin appetizer. ˆ shane ˆ food ˆ

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Shane and the David. ˆ david f ˆ shane ˆ

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Me coldlamping with the birthday boy. ˆ david f ˆ me ˆ coldlamp ˆ

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After dinner, David and I hopped the L train and headed DEEP into Brooklyn to attend Pierre's party - shown here posing with Vin. ˆ pierre ˆ vin ˆ metal ˆ

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David and me. ˆ david f ˆ me ˆ new years eve ˆ

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Natalie, Vinay and David. (Sorry if these pics are boring - when we got to the party, there really weren't many people there so we busies ourselves by being stupid and taking lots of pics). ˆ david f ˆ natalie ˆ vin ˆ

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See? Stupid. ˆ me ˆ vin ˆ coldlamp ˆ

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And then Vinay started the party both right and quickly by busting out some of his old breakdancing moves ˆ vin ˆ dance ˆ the robot ˆ

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Hahahahaha! The only thing funnier than Vin's "robot face" in this pic is the girl in the background covering her mouth and laughing at him. ˆ vin ˆ best ˆ dance ˆ the robot ˆ

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BWA-HA-HAHAHAHA! David Forman bringing his own robot flavor outta the eighties closet in a big way. ˆ david f ˆ dance ˆ the robot ˆ

, vin ganapathy

Marco and Vin. ˆ marco ˆ vin ˆ laugh ˆ

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Me and three girls that I've never seen before in my life. (This was right when the ball dropped). Happy New Year, you, um, strangers! ˆ me ˆ new years eve ˆ strangers ˆ

, brian battjer

This is Monica. She was in town from Miami visiting some friends and pretty much refused to give me the time of day. That is until I started using my recently acquired basis Spanish skills to woo her. My acute party observations, "Mira! Los hombres estan bailando y las mujures estan cantando!" (translation: "Look! The men, they are dancing! And the women, they are singing!) impressed her to no end and the next thing you know... ˆ me ˆ monica v ˆ

, brian battjer

The time of day is given! ˆ me ˆ monica v ˆ kiss ˆ

, brian battjer

The party in Brooklyn was winding down and some friend's of Monica's were in town from Miami DJing at a club in Chinatown. So we hopped a cab, got to the club at around 2:30, and ended up dancing until morning when they kicked us out at like 10:30am. Happy New Year! ˆ me ˆ monica v ˆ mackin ˆ new years eve ˆ