What happens when sneak out of the office for a “lunch break,” but instead go to a “holiday party” at a club in the Meatpacking District, that’s serving free vodka and is DJed by Questlove?
You got what can only be described as to a Stefon-esque club experience.
The bouncer is a mean Hispanic midget with a faux-hawk. Once you get inside, the club is filled with, James Carville look-a-likes, blipsters (black hipsters), seven foot tall Geishas, an old homeless man, a guy with a Confucius beard wearing a top hat, and Dracy Gray Queens (Drag Queens dressed as Macy Gray).
I wish I could make this up.