Halloween Among the Greeks

New York, NY

The plan was simple, create the closest approximation to the Drapers of television's Mad Men fame, and head out on the town. With an incredible amount of hair gel, curling irons, and a 1960's swagger, Lindsey and I hit the town. What was in store for us was another thing entirely. Something we never could have anticipated.

Don Draper or Justin Timberlake? With me, sometimes those lines get too blurry.

The only way to start off a 1960's night, by mixing drinks. (Oddly, in a very 21st Century DoubleClick branded shaker.)

The smell of burnt hair is something one never forgets.

Our first stop was to witness the madness of the Village Halloween parade. Then Jas called...

As I've come to learn with all things Jas, expect the unexpected. You'll always be entertained, and you'll always do something new. This was the case. He called and invited us to a private Greek-themed Halloween party at Gotham Hall. Sparing no expense, the party consisted of fire breathers, open bars, an aerialist, lasers, and mostly naked men delivering fruit on trays. Ad Executives (both fake and real) stood out like sore thumbs.

Of course I went straight for the steak first.

Jas does not partake in illegal drug related activities.

This was and is the closest I'll ever get to being a Roman gladiator.

Lindsey promised a pout, and she delivered.

Another Halloween has come and gone. Thanks to Jas for an amazing night and for adding to the long list of things I need to repay him for.