My camera was stolen on Saturday night and I am still fuming. So if anyone you know has come into possession of a flash red 8.1 megapixel Sony Cybershot, please let me know. I’ll make it worth your while. Lucky I managed to get a few off before the dilemma.

Up until Saturday night I’d had a superb week. On Wednesday I went to see the NZ preview of American Gangster. The movie was good with solid performances by Russell and Denzel, just half an hour too long. The highlight for me was meeting 10 of you for the first time and your guests. It was like a surprise birthday party. Thank you for coming.

Pasha’s fast becoming my favoured place to drink after work and beyond, and no it’s not because I get the odd free drink. The big factor for me is the friendly service, closely followed by the restful bathrooms, leather cubed seats and the little corners to get away from it all. Last Thursday they launched their monthly social networking evening called Insideout. Essentially, you get a free bar-tab that reflects the number of people you bring with you.  You are encouraged to interact, and of course come back the following month.

The Miss Hawaiian Tropics Bikini competition pre-judging was at Spy. I arrived late but from what I caught it was a success. Pony Club is back to normal again and the only regularly performing bar on Thursdays downtown. It was Sing Sing’s (the musical free-for-all) 5th birthday. Whether it was the weather, marketing strategies or punters prior engagements I did expect something a little more than just the norm.

David Palmer, Denim Bar’s new owner, had his first pumping party on Friday. It was in collaboration with the clothing outlet Brave and the Diesel brand. Sexy house emanated as I approached the door, then 2 hot young ladies dressed in white offered me a special liquid concoction.  Things were off to a good start. 10-12 of these special concoctions later I was b-bopping up and down the aisle. David plans to transform the bar, opening it up in the front and putting a leaner outside. Also the techno roots that Denim was built upon are about to go, in favour of the more consistent/proven 60’s, 70’s and 80’s tunes played from a touch screen. This all makes sense and I wish him all the very best.

I’d been looking forward to Saturday and the parties it had in store since last weekend. It started with an exquisitely catered BBQ in Grey Lynn. I was dressed in High-tops, MC Hammer pants, Frankie goes to Hollywood t’shirt, stonewash Hallensteins jacket, Boy London metal reversed hat and matching sweatbands. You see The Kingslander’s 80’s party was just a stone’s throw away and I love to dress–up. It was also the end of my furry face reign of terror, Movember was finally over so a bit of a shin-dig had been arranged to mark this. It was good to see such a good turn out so early on in the night, so the drinking games got underway. Somehow I made it into the final, competing for a year’s supply of shaving products. My opponent was massive, I felt inadequate, but somehow I walked away with the top prize.

Remember Stanley Kubrick’s movie Eyes Wide Shut? I went to a house party with a similar theme in Ellerslie. I have never seen such glamorous female under garments. It’s here where again I’m saddened by the demise of my camera. There was a naughty chair which you were buckled into and dealt to for the most minor of offences, catering staff that looked like they’d come straight out of the pages of hotties unlimited and Chelsea’s gold-sequined bikini black feather pole dance.

The rooftop party called Rise was where the whole camera incident went down. The concept was awesome and the vibe was good, the numbers, volume and weather could have been better. So we went to Spy, Ink, The Supper Club and then an after party where 30 minutes after our arrival everyone crashed. Not phased, or in any hurry to go home, I played on till they re-surfaced. Still feeling rather good I rarked up my flatmate when I got home, called in the troops and it all got quite crazy, pruning grape vines, penguin dress-ups, face-the-music, RTDs, lasers, dvds and pizza.