The night began over vodka soda and hookah in Gramercy- we warmed our cheeks pink in preparation for club Kiss N Fly in the Meatpacking District. As to be expected, we fell out of cabs and into a horrendous line. Our host shuffled us through the crowds to the front of the line. The bouncer turned to her, "Show me your people," and one by one: we entered into the techno and lasers.
Coat check is required, obnoxious and apparently notorious for losing your digs. In fact, it's urged by foursquare reviews to leave your jackets at home. The key to a good time is reserving a table with bottle service. Fifths of 42below and mixers scattered our table as we danced on the platforms behind the benches. I'm still working out the guy who was mopping between our feet at five minute intervals. We were splashing a bit...but a little aggressive, no?Image: Club Planet
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