Showing posts with label lounges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lounges. Show all posts

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Boston Nightlife Needs Help

Recently I hit the town with some of my favorite girlfriends. We began our night at the Liberty Hotel's Alibi. While I usually love this trendy former prison turned swank hotel lounge, that night something was off. Maybe it was the fact that the doorman insisted he id-card everyone, and well to borrow a line from Cher Horowitz 'an I.D. doesn't really go with this outfit.' I turned my Louboutin around and returned with my proof of age -- moisturizer does a face well. Inside was utter chaos. The usually low-key, high fashion lounge was filled with loud ruffians dressed "trying" to impress.
After my cocktail (which now was made with an overload of minced mint--umm NO) and now with a headache from the overly crowded scene, the girls and I headed to "suppose hot spot" Saint. We headed downstairs to the lounge...You call this a lounge? It was basically a dressier college frat party. The once present couches were no more and people were packed in to a small dance area with one long bar. I was ready to call it a night, but didn't want to rain on the parade as one friend had taken to chatting up a decent looking Aussie. I made my way to the bar "a diet coke please" (why waste calories on such a night). It was right at that moment I felt a jirating thing against my leg - I had had a familiar experience with a friend's chihuahua, but surely no dogs were out at a club. Totally repulsed I turned to see the source of the leg-humping...ugh a greasy haired Boston-boy...listen guys, humping a girls leg is not considered dancing, and will only get you a diet coke to the face. Luckily for him I was thirsty but I did insist he go find another leg or pole to enjoy.
I had had enough. WHAT IS WITH BOSTON's LACK OF QUALITY NIGHTLIFE. Tip Boston, add more swank and lose the sleaze...oh and please bring back couches and bottle service, it keeps the freaks away.

Thank you xoxo Your Holly Golightly

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Boston Lounge Picks

The club scene in Boston can be a daunting affair; if you don''t know exactly where to go you could find yourself amidst a group of underage college kids drinking their "beverage" from a suspicious plastic cup. Or *shudders* close to harassed by some loud-mouth guy and "his buddies." But luckily for you your Holly Golightly is here to fill you in on the swanky see and be seen happenings around the city.

28 Degrees - (1 Appleton St) - For the perfect martini Holly suggests you check out this sleek (to say the least) South End hot spot. Designer Mark Bombara definitely got it right. The transparent chic purple curtains section of private areas for a more intimate gathering among friends. We highly suggest the Pomegranate Cosmo (Pearl vodka, triple sec, pomegranate and fresh lime).

Alibi - (215 Charles Street) - Located in the Liberty Hotel - formally the Charles Street Jail, the echoes of the former jail remain present within the interior design. We especially loved the collection of celebrity mug shots that lined the classic brick walls. The lighting and cell gates added to the sexy factor, and also allowed for areas to be sectioned off for reservations or a large party. Your HG suggests the Jail Bait Martini and to feed your hunger the margarita pizza is fantastic.

Whiskey Park - (64 Arlington Street) - Rande Gerber the genius behind LA's SkyBar (another of HG's spots) and NYC's Whiskey Bar, (and of-course the hubby of the gorgeous Cindy Crawford) has successfully established the same level of awe in his Boston-based Whiskey Park. Located within the Park Plaze this ultra stylish lounge serves up its signature bourbon and rye cocktails to the posh Bostonian clientele. The interior is rockstar glam, with fake fur couches (easy PETA), liquid leather loveseats and rich dark-wood counters for posing at at the bar. See you in the VIP area.

The Beehive - (541 Tremont Street) - For a more bohemian choice offering a side of live music head over to The Beehive. The funky eclectic vibe of local artists mixing with the posh business crowd made your HG nostalgic of her fav LES (Lower East Side)-NYC spot. Reservations suggested as there is always a line waiting to get in.