the "v"

it's amazing, in a world where kids are more computer literate than you, teeners are richer than you, and thirty somethings don't want to get married unlike you, things still shock me.

i mean,i've been around. i've had my share of parties gone wild. but last night, it was like being transported to a totally different world. people have been talking about it. it's been the center of conversation among us girlfriends since i don't know when. men, women, straight and gay friends alike have mixed views on it. some like it, others abhor it. they have fun, but wake up the next day feeling disoriented. so giving in to the invitation of my bestfriend, i fell into the rabbit hole.

i went to venezia or "v" bar.

i've always been intrigued on why this bar is so happening. so many stories, so many versions. and because it was a tuesday night, it was hip hop night. guys with bigger bling blings (hopefully not from tiffany's or else i'll kill myself!) on their ears than me were strutting around yelling "whattap boy?" or "we gotta represent!". i was rolling my eyes the whole night! look at yourseld in the mirror! you're brown, not black!!! (is this a racist remark?)

my guide showed me around and oriented me on the different zones of the v

zone 1: smoking area a.k.a. the society page

just outside the door, there's a make shift tent with tables and huge fans for the benefit of those smoking their lungs out. among these smokers was a frou frou of artists, actors, singers, models and what have yous! celebrity sightings for the night: KC Montero, Marvin Agustin, Brent Javier, the designer guy for WARPED, judda paolo and tons of models! it's like a magazine jumped into life!

zone 2: expats lounge a.k.a. united colors of benetton

the whole place was a mix of nationalities. you had your standard black gangsters, white yuppies looking for a good time, indians with too much cash, and old italian men preying on innocent little girls waiting to be intoxicated with free booze. although they roamed freely amongst us, they concentrated under the pretty pretty lamps and had a world of their own. dang! i sound like i'm describing animals in the wild. but then again, aren't we just that?

zone 3: everywhere else a.k.a. free for all

ted (fab five) had a party tip: always set out enough chairs to seat half of the guests so that people will be forced to mingle. well, mingling in this case was an understatement. everyone was pushing, rubbing, bumping, dancing against each other. there was hardly enough space to breathe! everyone was checking out everyone else, trying to see who'll leave with who and wondering who will do it with who!

"v" is a novelty. something that i'll do once in a blue moon, when i need some major eye candy. i've proven that i am a rocker/band scene chic. give me soft music, coffee and poetry any day!after all was said and done, there was only one thing i concluded: i am an old fart. i only had one beer but i was ready to fall over. too much too soon. by 1am i was so tired that all i could think about was my bed and the party was just starting! so i dragged my sleepy ass home, changed and went to sleep.

i woke up feeling disoriented. why was my head throbbing? oh yeah, i experienced "v".

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