Congrats to Fashion Indie BFF and ‘Out With Aaron K’ columnist for being named the ‘Best Newcomer’ in New York City Nightlife according to L Magazine. Thanks to everyone who voted for Aaron for this award, he definitely deserved it for being one of our favorite party people!

Check up L’s writeup on Aaron’s win

Get those dancing shoes (6 inch Alexander Wang heels for most of you) and head out to The Delancey for Fashion Indie’s new party Young Guns! This is a party you won’t want to miss! The place is going to be packed wall to wall, and the music will have you dancing all night! This is a family affair, so round up all your friends and head over tonight!

PS. Did I mention FREE VODKA FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE VODKA!

Please RSVP on CultIndie!

The shoes are amazing, and the prints and patterns aren’t too shy either. A bit bummed I skipped out on this one. What do you think of the models? Fashion Indie’s own, Aaron K helped out with the casting.

Gallery: RUNWAY RUNDOWN: Duckie Brown Spring 2010 Collection

via Men’s Style

We’re going all out for the closing of Fashion Indie’s favorite party, Ruff Club Friday’s at the Annex. Hosted by Aaron K and Sophia Lamar, co-hosted by yours truely, with photos by Felipe [photobooth], The Cobrasnake, and Nicky Digital..this is sure to be the ultimate blowout! Free drinks from 9-11 and 3-4am..get there early! Party hard with us and give Ruff Club the goodbye it deserves!

Gawker got wind of Anna Wintour’s high school newspaper (courtesy of  a classmate), and has discovered that in the 60s, 17-year-old Wintour was the town’s Aaron K, entertaining her classmates with stories of her nightly escapades:

“In vogue at the moment are the Garrison, the Scotch of St. James and Dolly’s. The Garrison, run by smooth, dinner-jacketed waiters is ostensibly where the upper crust of London’s rich young jet set while away time between flights…The Scotch of St James (actually it’s in Mason’s Yard) is small and crowded to near suffocation point…The pessimistic are already gloomily predicting that the Scotch will soon be passee but its popularity among the uninitiate is still high.

[At] Dolly’s…the most way-out outfits are the expected uniform and the kinkiest of gear is accepted without the blinking of an eyelid.”

In Vogue? Guess  she was destined for print. I’d love to see a mod Wintour ‘Out with Aaron K’

LINK LOVE: NY Mag via Gawker

I’m always surprised at how busy and nutty-acting everyone gets during Fashion Week prep. Everyone is in a huff. I’ve seen a lot of models in Soho, they’re almost all in huffs. Except for the “It” models, you know like Ash and Jethro. I bet they’re never in anything like a huff, they’re only in magazines. Is Cole Mohr still “It”?

Anyway, I got invited to the model casting for Duckie Brown. It made me feel a little special, but whenever I told anyone they sort of laughed. Everyone thought I was trying out to be a model, I wasn’t. Duckie wanted me there to cast models, and pretend to DJ. I really like pretending.

It was self-defeating though. The casting, I mean.  I was the short, pasty, black-clad kid with grandma glasses and bad hair. Everyone around me was 6 foot tall, healthy, fit, and beautiful. It was awful, and amazing. Amazing because they were changing and naked and trying on great clothes.

Two boys I party with came on a go-see. Is that an official term? Go-see? Or did Tyra make that up for America’s Next Top Model? But, right, Jace and Harvey came on a go-see. It was nice seeing them out and about during the day. And I think both of them were cast, because they have amazing walks and are so handsome.

Oh. Did anyone see that Craiglist missed connection from Tuesday? A friend posted it to my Facebook. I think someone I know, a boy, gave a man a blowjob at the Box while his girlfriend watched. It all happened on the balcony, I mean, I must have been a few feet away. Was it you? Tell me the truth. I need the scoop.

I think it’s a good nightlife when things like this can still happen. It reminds me of Studio 54.

It’s so sad that the Ruff Club is ending. I don’t know what else to say. It’s the end of an era, or something. There’s a rumor that Peaches Geldof and Jethro Cave will be there. That they’re going to DJ. I love Nick Cave, and his son Jethro is amazing. I didn’t know that Peaches is still around. Can I have her job? What is her job?

P.S.

I forgot to mention I met Christopher Sauve and Julia Frakes yesterday while creeping Soho with Alex. Chris was the nicest, like so pleasant. Julia was a button, but I kind of think I squeezed her hand too hard. Alex thought her pants were a great Beacon’s find, but of course they were Erin Wasson. Nicollette said Julia was a downtown luminary.

I guess she must be if she’s curating a collection at Screaming Mimi’s for Fashion’s Night Out. I’m jealous, wish I was curating a collection.

Did you know that even the Disney Channel changes its New York programming before and during Fashion Week? I told you, nutty-acting. Everyone.

I watched ‘Memento’ last nite with Sun Tek and Eric (Opening Ceremony). Pretty sure I missed a big night at St. Jerome’s; Facebook told me Justin Tranter (Semi-Precious Weapons) got ready for the bar’s 4th year anniversary party while watching ‘Gentleman Prefer Blondes’ and that Lady Starlight DJ’d. She wore some cute little gloves with lasers attached to the fingers. Justin was all batty eye shadow and tossled hair. Sometimes I wonder if he’ll wear that look forever. I mean, I do like a good uniform.

I love that I can go out without leaving my apartment, I got to be at St. Jerome’s and all I had to do was stay glued to my computer. Which I’m very good at.

I probably should have gone to the party, but my night was glamorous enough in its own way. Sun Tek is a famous artist, really, he lunches with Al Pacino and the Olsons. One of his pieces was even a prize at the Tribeca Film Festival. And these days Eric models for Alexander Wang or something. He also photographs expensive Persian birthdays, I think.

Anyway, I guess my night was grand, because I was watching ‘Memento’ with people who are up there. Too bad the movie wasn’t very good. I probably should have watched ‘Mad Men’ or ‘True Blood.’

Or gone to St. Jerome’s.

P.S. Are Eric and Coco back together? Do you know Coco? She’s an angel. She was in Nylon once for something, but I don’t know what.

There was a scary bouncer at the door of the Leopard Lounge in the East Village last night. He didn’t know who I was and wouldn’t let me or a lot of my friends in. It made me very nervous. I think I paced around for a few minutes before I saw one of my favorite new trannies, Tiana (Bungalow 8), walk in with a train of muscle men. I think she or someone grabbed the manager for me. Trannies always know how to get the legwork done.

Trannies are such hard workers, much harder workers than most people. I mean, they have to erase all the tell-tale signs of their manhood and draw in all the woman ones. Woman ones?!? Anyway, we swapped numbers and she wants me to come out with her, maybe Thursday. Definitely a consideration. Tiana was wearing something that looked like a rich woman from the Upper West Side who isn’t into fashion would wear, but she lives in the Upper East Side. She’s like some sophisticated transneighborhood queen and it’s becoming increasing difficult to offer a proper critique on her chic.

I forget last night at Cool Jerk!. It was memorable, but I forget.

I more than often remember getting ready for a party, than remember the party itself. I think the party has become younger and gayer, but better and better too. Michael T. (Rated X) and DJ Jess (Indierotica) were our guests and they both did really great sets. Michael had his hair flipped out and lots of white makeup on, and a tailored denim jacket. Jess said he had just rolled out of bed, but his pomp was perfect. Oh, and Tiana said someone tried to break a stall door in on her. She was so cool about it, but I was so uncool: I was too afraid to ask if she was using the men’s or women’s bathroom.

Afterward I stumbled into a cab and piled in with maybe 4 or 5 other kids. Brik picked a fight with the driver when we pulled up to Kellog’s, but I think maybe the driver picked a fight with us. It was frightening, I don’t know if he got paid. I just ran into the diner and got a table for five, but only Brik joined me and he drank all the water. I ordered a bison burger, because I’m a truely loyal American (and I thought they were going extinct, which just makes ordering one seem like the equivalent of layering myself in forbidden pelts from dead beasts).It seemed decadent, but it was really tasty and exactly what I needed.

Now Brik is playing with a bolt of spandex he found on the street. That’s no way to make friends. But we’re trying to get ready forthe Box, it’s a Caligula themed party tonight for some reason or another. A toga party? I don’t know about that. But Caligula is such a good movie.

If you’re coming, password: Caligula.

Go figure.

]]> http://fashionindie.com/out-with-aaron-k-nite-in-nite-out/feed/ 4 http://fashionindie.com/introducing-fashion-indies-newest-columnist-aaron-k/ http://fashionindie.com/introducing-fashion-indies-newest-columnist-aaron-k/#comments Tue, 18 Aug 2009 19:07:14 +0000 Hillary Frazier http://fashionindie.com/?p=57732 You may remember us raving about how much we love Aaron K on our ‘Top 25 Under 25 Stylish People To Know’ list, and read how much love he got from everyone in the comments. Well, now we wanted to tell you that Fashion Indie (and all the world) loves Aaron K SO much that we’ve asked him to write his own column!

Aaron promotes parties all over the city, COOL JERK at Sin Sin, The Box, Ruff Club, and Tribeca Grand, and is always dressed to kill.  Corey and I met Aaron through our favorite party spot, Ruff Club at the Annex, and we’ve become good friends.  We knew that Aaron would have the best stories, as he goes to and throws the best parties, so we’re super excited to hear what he’s up to now on Fashion Indie.  Look for Aaron’s column, ‘OUT With Aaron K’, following the life of the most interesting (and fashionable) Club Kid around.

I’m sure by now you’ve seen all of our ‘Last Night’s Party’s from last week, and you know that Thursday night we were at Webster Hall for Diesel’s U:Music talking with Cobra Starship and Passion Pit, and then avidly blogged until 5am so that you could all see the details from the night first, so our weekend started quite early.  Of course, we headed out Friday and Saturday to some different spots so we could (hopefully) have crazy/funny stories on Monday.

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Our Friday started early as we felt the effects of staying up all night, and woke up early to head to the Nylon and SoBe Life Water sample sale and runway event and were sad to find that Daniel and Rebecca were not there.  Regardless, the event was a good time, a great turnout, and I got a few Hellz Bellz tees from the sample sale (which I’m quite excited about). Photos of this event are now up on Cult. Later, we met Daniel and Rebecca and headed over to a meeting with a potential party spot for Fashion Indie, and enjoyed a nice lunch. Then it was time for naps before the real partying began.  

Corey’s night started out at Webster Hall with Atrak, here’s what he had to say:

I spent Friday night at Webster Hall courtesy of my new aquaintance Lindsay Luv. As if the bottle service wasn’t enough, we had the best table in the house for A-Trak and Treasure Fingers, two of the best (and my favorite) DJ’s in the industry. The floor below was jam packed with kids, 90% of which couldn’t see they were so messed up, but every last one of them couldn’t help but move to the insanity that was A-trak. For a DJ set I must say it ended a bit early, so that meant it was time head over to The Annex to meet up with Hillary for promised fun at Ruff Club with Aaron K.

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I never fail to follow through on a promise. After hitting up Angels and Kings (a bar I actually used to frequent..no mocking, please), I realized exactly why I stopped going there, so left and headed to have some real fun at Ruff Club.

Aaron K was ready to party as usual, in his giant tulle bow fastened with a brooch (which was absolutely amazing), and so were all of our other friends at Ruff. Needless to say, the night was full of good music, good friends, and not one, but two bottles. We closed the night outside chatting with new friends, and headed back to World Trade around 5am, luckily making it without any lost shoes.

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Saturday was a bit more low-key (although I did not fail to miss the parade happening in Jersey City, anyone know what that was?), I headed down to Peculiar Pub to meet with Corey and a few of his old friends, and found myself surrounded with people I would find at every bar in Michigan (which isn’t a good thing, like that guy up there from the “New Haircut” video on Youtube) After a drink we left and headed to Red Head, which was quiet and relaxed, just the way I like it for a Saturday night.  We somehow managed to look down at our phones and realize it was 3:30AM, so closed the night with the bar, and parted ways. 

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No complaints for this weekend, it was a lot of fun, and we love Ruff Club as usual, sorry for the lack of crazy stories, I’m sure we’ll make up for it this week!