NY Photo Festival 2010
These last few days have been crazy. Two 3amers in a row. Wow. I've still got it. Or something like that. Thursday night, after going to a low key AWNY networking event (Silent Auction), I went downtown to an end of law school party for Brooklyn Law. It was crazy. Packed. There was dancing. And drinking. And whiskey. Not in that order.
Friday, I spent all day working from home and recovering. I didn't even leave my apartment until 5 so I was a bit stir crazy. So when my friend suggested heading to Dumbo for a NY Photo Festival party, I was all over it. The photo parties I've gone to have been generally low key, involve cheap wine, well dressed and interesting looking people standing around talking. That's how the party started... Fast forward an hour and a half in and people started dancing. The DJ put on some seriously old school tunes - like Elvin, Marvin Gaye's "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" (my favorite) going back to 50's early rock. People of all ages- hipsters, attractive Dutchmen, older folks and even someone in a handicap scooter were rocking out. And then.. we did a conga line around PowerHouse Books. It was like an awesome, sweat inducing, wedding dance - a - thon. My kind of Friday night.
And one of my favorite moments of the night - upon arriving at the York Street station, this guy and I looked at each other, had a moment of recognition that we were both at the party, and laughed. Like we were both in on a secret and knew how special, crazy and unexpected the dance party turned out.