I was all geared up for a night of the total "Newport Scene" when I got the invitation for the grand opening of CODE. There was a lot of chitter chatter about how this will be the new "it" place. Needless to say, I had high expectations of big boobs, hair extensions, eyelash extensions, inflated lips and Louis Vuitton.
We (Spicy Latina came with) arrived on time (which we thought was early) and there was already a line around the building. But it seemed to be moving quickly, so we waited. Glancing around this wasn't the typical Newport scene AT ALL. My first clue was the 65 year old man behind me in a Member's Only jacket trying to chat us up about hot spots "back in the day." But with the promise of free booze and appetizers (I LOVE appetizers) we pressed on.
Apparently, the restaurant sent out an email blast to everyone under the sun. They had a "buffet" of appetizers set in the middle. Now it really hit us: Free food = senior citizens. I felt like we were on a cruise ship. I swear we saw this little old man go back for shrimp cocktail 3 times!!!
Most of the women (I'm talkin' 45+) were all dressed like they were 20. Picture this, if you dare: White mini skirts with boots, jean shorts with fish nets (yes you read that right) and bra less sparkly tank top situations that my brain is still trying to recover from seeing.
Now for the men. What is it with the trend of older men dressing "young?" By "young" I mean shiny, tight shirts, Ed Hardy Shirts, spiky highlighted hair and faux hawks. Now show me an older, sexy grey haired man in a nice tailored suit and I'm all over that like white on rice (I LOVE older men). But if he's trying to dress like he's 20, it just creeps me out.
Anywhoo, we bellied up to the bar and found out there were only 3 cocktails offered. A mojito (love, but too many calories), champagne and a vodka concoction. I went for the vodka, left the bartender a hefty tip and sauntered on. The scene got worse and worse. Honestly, there was not one person that I would make out with. Considering I'm on the rebound right now, my standards are not that high. So that's pretty sad.
We attempted to get a 2nd drink, but after waiting about 20 minutes I thought Spicy Latina was going to bust a cap in some one's ass. So we opted out. We went to the bar next door (pool, dive scene) got a big fat dirty martini and called it a night.
Now I remember why I don't like going out.
Song of the day: All I Ever Wanted by Basshunter