Your first glance blesses your eyes with a cozy yet elegant interior: scarlet and deep bud green velvet, a little quirky but full of historic character. High-grade marble flooring, a fireplace, an outdoor garden—you name it.
All the luxury designers are there. 
You take a few extra pumps of the Loewe hand soap in the bathroom. John Mayer’s in the corner showing off his new AP Royal Oak Selfwinding Perpetual Calendar. 
Demna is tastefully flexing the pre-market Gucci croc loafers. So many Oscar de la Renta cocktail dresses, you know the vibe: classic upscale NYC charm, with a sprinkle of old Hollywood glamour.

It’s all tied together by the serendipitous experience of inhaling 40 mini caviar twice-baked potato bites, a Wagyu slider, and a few glasses of Barolo from the open bar—
And that’s just the passed apps.

(Just me? Look in the mirror, liar.)

The word to encapsulate the vibe? 

Elevated.

I hope this makes you feel expensive. Like you’ve got incredible drip and own a Lambo or two.
(AKA: very cool, nicely dressed, a rizzlord.)

pov ur at a private dinner before the afterparty at the bowery in nyc _10/13_ thenxtdoorboy

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