Birthday Shitshow

35! Yes, before any of you start wondering.  I turned 35 and could not feel any better.  I  am not going to write here all that psychobabble of how "the 30's are the new 20s" blah blah.  The 30s are simply the 30s and that's it!  I don't know about you but I don't want to go back to my 20s!  Although I am still figuring out things in this cray cray world I believe I have a better grip on it now.  So here is my 35 Bday (it also marks my 15yr anniversary out of PR) and this year the celebration was bigger and crazier than any other.

It all started with a bottle of Sparkling Rosé...we already know where this is going right?  My boss had given me this limited edition rosé that was created for the 20 anniversary of Kate Spade by Domaine Carneros.  So I pre-gamed on my Bday with a few friends and then headed to the Dream Hotel in Midtown where my friends Brian Rafferty/Shawn Paul Mazur were hosting their first Summer Party "SPF".  Right on the penthouse and rooftop, Brian and Shawn brought in the fun aspects of their most known party Griffin Sundays with a whimsical twist.  From candy served in martini glasses to Spiked snow cones with the view of Times Square as background and 2 fun DJs this party instantly became the new Sunday playground.  Did I say it was open vodka bar from 3-4? They had both female and male gogo-dancers and a crowd filled from the so called Chelsea boys, to trannies, drag queens and just freaks in general that like things different. While at the rooftop, it was funny to see people from buildings around using binoculars to get a closer look at the circa that was taking place at AVA Lounge (how the 2 floor lounge is called.)  

I was surprised with a Birthday cake made of Twinkies and carefully decorated with condoms, and goldfish by my friend DJ Nando.  Brian also surprised me with a bottle which they all made me do a shot while the gogo dancer held it...this is one of those things you can understand better with the photo....There I was kneeling in this rooftop and lets just say that it wasn't to pray!

Although the party was not done we left around 7 to the last Griffin Sundays of the season which had open bar from 7-8.  Yes bitches, we gays love our open bars and not pay cover!  Take note straight people!  Get everybody drunk at the beginning of the party and you'll see how the shitshow takes form by itself!  And if you can remember the next day what happened, you sure have a good story to tell at work.  Trust me!  So we danced at Griffin to the music of Dj Nando.  Another bottle was brought, Prada glasses were lost and lines were blurred.  Heard some of my friends even made out with girls.  Yikes!  Yes girls it can happen in this type of situation as long as you know there is not going to be any bathroom nookie.  It was sad to say goodbye for now to this Sunday party that has been my home many times but hey Summer is here and we want to be out in the sun.  

I think I tried going to Greenhouse at this point (open bar from 10-11!), not really sure but all I do know is that even though there were no balloons like I randomly encounter once in a while, I was filled with love of my friends.  And that is the best cure for any mid-life crisis at 35!