Black Tie Wedding

I was looking for weeks for an alternative to that small print on our friend’s wedding invitation “Black Tie”. What does that really mean? Can I get away with a black suit? Do I have to buy this tux I won’t wear again? … Ultimately yes, was the answer so I went out to Syms and picked up a clean Joseph Abboud Tux and some Boss shirt and accessories for the gig.

After going through the same pain I’m going through in picking a spot, the bride picked the Union Club for their digs – the oldest and most exclusive of the leading men’s clubs of New York. Founded in 1836, it is the city’s oldest social club and its male membership has been largely drawn from the city’s most socially prominent Protestant families.

The wedding was commenced on an upper floor where we joined the party late, just a few minutes before the wedding party started walking down the isle. The ceremony was short and sweet but the highlight for me was not the actual commencement but when the priest during the ceremony asked one of the youngest of the flower girls to provide for the crowd what do kids her age worry about.

Her response was “Global Warming”.

Not the response the priest was looking for and it resulted in a spirited laugh from the crowd. Also ironic is that there a many disbelievers among the largely Republican crowd on the global warming “theory”.

The wedding started with an open bar in a nice foyer/room with a grand piano with light “jazz/lounge” music playing. We enjoyed some petite h’orderves and Chivas Regal. A cordial staff ushered us to the dining area after meeting many of the other family and friends of the wedding couple. We were all seated with our mutual friends while we had an excellent 4 course meal topped with Fillet Mignon.

The meal was excellent and when the band started up in the Greek cross shaped main hall the guests reluctantly waddled out to the marble entry way to sway to some latin, pop and jazz music. Over all the wedding went off without a hitch, all the guests had an excellent time, the food, venue and staff were all excellent.

Congratulations to Andrea and John and many happy years!

A clip from Trading Places as this was how I felt entering the Union Club:

Celebrating Azerbaijan!

The week one of our friends had a birthday at the multiplied in NYC restaurant Serafina. I just recently learned she was from Azerbaijan which I wasn’t familiar with. I’ve since learn the country claimed independence 90 years ago and is surrounded by Russia, Georgia, Armenia, Iran and the Caspian Sea. She’s apparently in the minority being Russian Orthodox.

We’ll we enjoyed a standard Italian meal with plenty of wine and family and then headed up to the Dream roof top to pop the bubbly. Unfortunately I’ve been sick and pulled out early but here’s a few pictures.

New York breaks out in feather flurries

I heard the news of the upcoming event and my first instinct was very juvenile, “Right On!” and sadly I turned slowly to the horrific what ifs…. But I wasn’t going to let those stop me from attending New York’s first public pillow fight event in Union Square. This event is not restricted solely to New York, but an International affair of like minded cities looking for an exercise of frustration relieve. Winter is closing, and this event will certainly bring out kids in everyone who didn’t get a chance to play in the snow this year.

Here’s a few pictures and a link to my gallery of others taken by me and other photographers.