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@TheNoMadHotel

This post is from my first visit. I end up saving all these drafts and never getting to it. Sorry!

Anyway, you know my obsession with washrooms if you follow me on social media.

I LOVE this washroom because everyone has their own private stall. Complete walls and real doors. The only thing I miss is the wall of hand towels like the one in NY. New York, I miss you!

I haven’t been in a week or two, time for me to go back.

@WaldorfBevHills #HBD @LauraYThompson

I had been dying to check out Waldorf and finally we had the opportunity. Though the original crew BWD (Babes Who Dine) weren’t available, we made the best of it!

Happy Birthday Laura! We spent the evening drinking and eating and catching up on life. It’s really nice to get together for a celebration because we get so caught up with work and our personal life that it’s hard to find time to meet with different friends.

The hotel was beautiful. I did feel a bit out-of-place (like I usually do) in a new spot, but even more so here because Waldorf is so fancy. I mean, valet is $50.

Would I go back? For sure… I’d love to check out brunch.

Outfits:

Manolo Blahnik Camo (similar)
Theory Black Fox Coat (similar)
Hermes CDC Bracelet
Gucci Tiger Belt (on AD)
Gucci Clutch (on IM)
Manolo Blahnik Tres Velvet Ankle-Wrap Sandal (on IM)
Gucci Phone Case (Bday Gift to LYT)

@TheNoMadHotel #DTLA

The napkin display doesn’t compare to the NY location, however I still love everything about the washroom at The NoMad. πŸ˜›

IDK why I have this obsession about bathrooms in restaurants and bars that I visit. I guess if I were in operations, I’d want everything to be perfect including the bathrooms. Especially the bathrooms.

Anyway, I’ve probably visited The NoMad in DTLA once or twice every week. Twice if I’m lucky.

I can’t get enough. I love the service, ambiance, cocktails, food, all of it. I want to move into the hotel just so I can hang out in the lobby all day.

I want to frequent it so much that everyone knows my name. Is that asking too much?

I may even want a job there. #deadserious

J Crew Turtleneck
Jeans (similar)
Adidas Sneakers

#FortyGordy #OGMonger

We had to recreate Vegas for our friend GT so we rented out a space and threw him the best Vegas like birthday. Though it did not include any champagne.

We got a taco lady, full bar (no bartenders, but it worked out really well), ramen bar, photo booth, some decorations, DJ and dessert station.

I ordered a beverage dispenser that we filled with alcohol and it ended up being a better option than hiring staff. I got a photo printed cake from Ralphs which was the best tasting cake I’ve ever had. It was a marble cake with whipped frosting, bananas and strawberry filling. Everything turned out super well, GT got caked in the face and I didn’t get a photo with the birthday boy.

Usually that’s what happens when I’m having too much fun. I forget about taking photos and posting on social media.

Happy Fucking Birthday Balloons
Pink Round Glasses
J Brand Gray Leather Pants
Cup Ramen (Shin, Shin Black, Gomtang, Neoguri)
Drink Dispenser
Sparklers
Confetti

#Repeat #OOTN

So I decided to wear the same outfit both nights in Vegas. #DJMK1200 was spinning at Jewel and Omnia so I was good to go. I wouldn’t be seeing anyone twice, except that this girl I met totally stalked me at Omnia on Saturday after I met her on Friday. She asked on Friday what I was doing, I said Mike was spinning at Omnia, she asked if she could come. I thought it was a bit weird since I just met her. I asked, you and who else? She said she was with five friends, I said probably not. WTF.

She ended up showing up anyway and I had to turn her away. There wasn’t space for her!

She probably recognized the shirt…

The shirt was a hit. Metallic buttonup from H&M. I got compliments from a lot of people. So did my heels.

To your luck, it’s on sale.

H&M Shimmering Metallic Shirt
Manolo Blahnik Neon Orange Pumps (similar)

#BangedUp #NYE

I didn’t shave so don’t mind my leg hairs if you can see them. I fell so many times on NYE, it’s laughable.

Some kept appearing after the fact. The ones on my leg hurt first, then it got blue. As for my arm, I just noticed it when I was curling my hair.

BTW, I am not a fan of Hello Kitty but I happen to have this towel wrap which I always go to after getting out of the shower. It’s so easy, most of the time easier than the robe cause it doesn’t have sleeves.

Also, I have not been that sloppy since IDK when. I made sure to let Bear know that my behavior was not usual. He laughed of course and played along with the joke, “Uh huh sure…” Basically, I don’t allow myself to act a fool when I’m traveling with DJ Mike K. It would make him look bad because he’s working. He’s a professional. If he were to be dragging a girl out, he probably wouldn’t get hired anymore, which means I won’t be able to go to Vegas… πŸ™

I felt safe with Bear around, enough so that I got so shitfaced. #funtimes.

Hello Kitty Towel Wrap

#TBT #FakeNews

If you know me, you know I had a close friend named Joanna who had a sister named Grace. Joanna was referenced as JO in my older posts.

This throwback Thursday post is about my past friendship with her.

The photo below is the last time I hung out with the two of them. Our friendship dissipated right after my first Paris trip.

What prompted this post was my recent encounter with her.

DJ Mike K who happens to be an 였빠 (older brother) to me is married to a really good friend, Jeannie.

I’ve followed him to Vegas the past year playing the role of his “road manager”. His best friend SY another 였빠 of mine has a golf friend who happens to also golf with JO’s husband. I was tagging along on another Vegas trip before Christmas (12/22-12/24) with SYx2 (him and his wife, my friend, have the same initials) DJ Mike K and Jeannie. SY shared with us that his golf friends and their wives would be in town too. We figured out that it was JO and her husband. I found out weeks before and even though I was informed that we wouldn’t be hanging out at the same table, they’d be at the club. I was reluctant to see her but at the same time eager to see how she was doing. It had been a while since we’ve spoken or hung out. Not that I thought we’d get shitfaced all night like we used to but fond old memories of us hanging out resurfaced.

Few days earlier, Jeannie and I were discussing about the logistics. We’d be at the DJ booth for DJ Mike K and the other couples would get their own table. At this point I knew JO knew of my attendance.

2nd night into my Vegas trip, here we were… waiting in front of Jewel nightclub, two days before Christmas… timing had it so we all ended up meeting in front of the club. That was not planned. Jeannie and JO had met once through me. They were FB friends and followed each other on IG. Jeannie knew of our history and so did SYx2. When JO and her group approached, I noticed she beelined to Jeannie and starting talking up a storm. Her first encounter was Jeannie and I noticed she adamantly stuck with her to avoid any contact with me.

Now, I’m not the one to avoid or ignore. I wanted to say hi, knew it would be awkward but was hopeful for our reunion. She was still talking to Jeannie as if they were long lost sisters. I said hi to the golf couple, and JO’s husband which all three were friendly and pleasant. I walked over to JO as she was still chatting Jeannie and laid my fingertips at her arm to get her attention. We awkwardly hugged and I said hi, she said “you look cute as always” and I turned to say hi to the 3rd girl they were with just realizing it was Grace.

Now, I get it. As sisters you have the sister’s back. However Grace’s attitude was uncalled for. I was surprised to see her cause I had no idea she’d be there and to see her there, I was excited so I said hi and went in for a hug. Mid way through I realized she didn’t feel the same way so stopped my arms from embracing her and walked away. She literally just stood there, didn’t open up to me, arms by her side. Now imagine this. Someone has their arms around you about to hug you, not being in contact with you yet… and you just stand their as if you’re blind to them. This is why I stopped. Almost like someone pushed rewind. Lol

I walked away and that was that. We walked into the club and they were placed away from the DJ booth. I did my usual dancing and drinking and tried not to think about the encounter.

I was a bit saddened by her behavior. Not Grace but JO’s. I was hoping we could smalltalk a bit. “How are you? What have you been up to?” I was actually disappointed that she didn’t engage in the way I wanted to.

Our friendship just ended, there wasn’t any hard feelings. Something happened, trust was lost and it just wasn’t the same again. So it was hard for me to comprehend her awkwardness and withdrawal. It sucked knowing that I was the only bigger person in this situation. I wished that that wasn’t the case.

In the middle of the club, I used the gen pop bathroom because the security guard that usually opens the VIP bathroom was nowhere in sight.

The club was empty and when I walked out of the stall, Grace was walking in past me. We were the only ones in the bathroom. Not even the attendant was in sight. We met eye contact, I smiled, she kept walking without acknowledging. I almost turned around and asked, “what’s your problem?” But I didn’t. I kept walking and decided to just send her a text.

“Learn to smile.” That’s all I wrote. I don’t even know when our last texts to each other was since I had reset my phone months back and couldn’t save my texts.

I didn’t receive a text back. I didn’t even know if it was still her number until a couple of days ago. Apparently she was PO’d from the text and they talked shit about me when they got back to the room after the club. From what I heard.

I can just imagine Grace now after getting back to the table from the bathroom, “omg wtf look what Violet texted!!!”

DJ Mike K’s set ended at 2:30 so we were out before the club ended and that’s how this story ends.

#tbt

#HBD @MPlatt8 (IG)

I always wondered about Matsuhisa and the quality of the food for a very long time. So when Melissa wanted sushi and when Matsuhisa was picked, I had no qualms about it!

Our “Babes Who Dine” social group makes up of six of us. Each birthday, we celebrate over dinner and drinks, sometimes more, sometimes not. We all met through The Agency, some having a longer relationship than others.

Dinner was always great because the company was ace. However, the food was whatever. I was a bit disappointed in the overall experience in the cuisine area however, I did enjoy the authenticity of the establishment and intimacy of the venue.

I did notice a private room, sushi bar seating, probably omakase in the back which was inconspicuous that I’d like to experience. πŸ™‚

Happiest birthday to you Melissa and until next year!

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