Despite all the distractions lately, I still managed to make it to Fashion Week in New York and drown my sorrows in a dizzying haze of bright lights and anorexic models. I also stumbled upon an underground hotspot well worth checking out at 3 a.m. The place is called Siberia, on 40th and 9th in the Hells Kitchen district. The celebrities and characters you can find there are crazy. I swear I saw Seinfeld throwing up in the bathroom and when I got back to the bar, that hot older chick from Sex and the City approached me and offered to buy me a glass of Veuve Cliquot. The next thing I remember is waking up on a plane headed to SFO. I give you my limited, non-legally binding guarantee that all this actually happened.


courtesy of Siberia in NYC