The plan was to get a drink on a rooftop afterwards, more exactly, on top of the Standard Hotel in Meatpacking District that I had been tipped off about. But we got hungry and made a visit to Vapiano first. It started to get late, and I began to wonder if we would get in - I didn't know if we could enter after a certain time, I just knew it was a bar. We decided to still go there, even though we were tired, and luckily, we did...

Because we ended up HERE! After wandering around a bit we stood in a short queue where everyone in front of us were denied entrance. We heard that the woman next to the guard repeated to people "no, it's a private event after 11, you can not get up". And I said to my boyfriend that it's no use trying, "let's go home*, but suddenly we stood in front of her, and I don't know what I said but she showed us to the elevators. When we came up, I thought we had ended up at Blair Waldorf's party.