Can you believe it – I feel like last year’s birthday party was just last month, and yet it’s already another year. And so on Saturday I had another small birthday gathering of 50 or so close friends. The venue this year was Velvet Lounge, a nice little lounge bar that I used to go to a lot, many years ago. And it’s still a surprisingly good place to spend a Saturday night.
The bar is split in to 4 sections and I basically reserved one whole section which included 3 tables plus lots of standing room, so what you’re looking at above is basically is my section and some of the guests – that’s actually me in the bottom middle with the grey jacket. The only drawback with the bar layout is that the section is not enclosed, so we had the occasional stranger wander in to our party (and in to some of our photos) from the other sections.
What I’ve always liked about Velvet Lounge is that they’re not snotty about silly minimum charges to sit at a table. And they kindly gave me two bottles of Prosecco on the house which was a nice gesture I thought. I don’t think I’ve ever had that at any other club or bar.
I had to be a bit selective with the invitations from work, because the guest list was spiralling out of control.
For the last 2 years, the after party has been at M1NT and this year I couldn’t think of any reason to be different. Despite the huge amount of alcohol consumed at Velvet Lounge, we still managed to finish TWO 4.5 litre bottles of Moet (I think that size of wine bottle is called a Rehoboam) and a 3 litre bottle of Grey Goose vodka at M1NT.
There were several incidents at last year’s party and by contrast, everyone was well behaved this year, but things were spoiled right at the end when one of the idiot managers at M1NT came over to tell me to stop taking photos with my DSLR. It’s my birthday and we’ve just spent over 10,000 RMB on 3 large bottles and you’re telling me I can’t take photos so I can remember the event? He gave a lame excuse about it being the club policy and suggested I use my cell phone to take photos instead. WHY WOULD I USE A CELL PHONE TO TAKE PICTURES WHEN I HAVE A PERFECTLY GOOD DSLR? I was so upset I told him to go fuck himself. When you do that to a staff member in a club, there’s a good chance you can get swiftly ejected by several very large bouncers. But he just responded “fuck you too” and walked off, never to be seen again. It really was the only incident of the entire evening and it’s a shame the idiot had to spoil an otherwise perfect party.