In the unholy barber chair on Wednesday at Scarlet. Chillin’ with my cuz Caz at Hydrate.
Sometimes, timing is everything. Ashley Morgan swore she would start her surprise Kylie performance (complete with a cadre of dancers) at precisely 11 p.m. This left me JUST enough time to hustle down to Mary’s, get 10 great shots and return with just enough time to get this week’s cover picture before I had to rush off to Crew for the Hot Jock Contest. I was feeling pretty darn good about myself until I got to Crew and realized I had not provided porn for the giveaway. The best I could do was to give my business card to the porn winner, with promises that I would hand-deliver the goods (the actual DVD, that is) if he emailed me. By press time, I have not received said email. But worry not, porn winner. I will be fleet of foot with the filth.
Heard any rumblings about Hideaway’s re-opening? I have. More info as I receive it.
Cazwell was his usual chipper self at Hydrate. Everyone got a lick of his ice cream cone and they continued licking until 4 a.m., as he manned the decks after his four-song performance.
You gotta go chill in The Gardens, Cocktail’s new iteration of the old Pie Hole space.
Plus, you gotta see the new Pie Hole space, opening soon at 3477 N. Broadway.
Congrats to TPAN and AIDS Legal Council of Chicago for throwing two stunning events: Aware Affair – ’80s Ultra Lounge and Club Tango respectively. Look in the next issue for some BEHIV love.
And happy 25th to Nightspots’ more socially responsible older sister, Windy City Times. Great job, Tracy!
