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Annabel's, 44 Berkeley Square 19th of May 2007

From:     Party
Category: Consumer
Date:     01 June 2007
Time:     03:56 PM

Review:



I was exactly 24 hours late for Janet Jackson's after party at the Dorchester, and quite a spectacle for 
the dull richy riches as we (my gang of 3) marched out in our finery. To fill the void left by the non party 
we took refuge in Annabel's, the walk through Mayfair reeked of money and careless lives. With bold 
stride I passed the door men while behind me my companions signed the book, always good to 
remember the dives of old friends. There is no shame in staring, so I took none in returning the gaze 
to which I was subjected. At the far end is a dance floor for the acting out of fun and frolics. A 
desperate picture, magnum champagnes flowing, long nails gesturing, grey hair ogling. The 
exchange is depressing in its vulgarity, how it is played out - wrinkly old man money for fresh 30 
something women in short dresses. The cliché boring. I felt relieved of the need to feel sexy and 
integrated, an outsider to enjoy the show. Three drinks for £42. The boredom of these people was 
astounding, the attempt at fun pitiable in the face of the money they were prepared to spend. 


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