Single in L.A.

Two weeks ago today I was sprinkling DC with all kinds of Midwest-goes-Hollywood Hauteness. Hair was freshly cut, layers bouncing and I was well rested enough to hit the streets. The streets = Lotus Lounge.

Lotus is unassuming enough on the outside. Amidst a block full of old brick storefronts sits a similar building with only one trace of difference. The sign. A single lotus flower (like above). Upon walking in and taking the stairs down we saw immediately that Lotus was, indeed, different than it’s drab neighbors.

We got there early to enjoy a sushi happy hour menu filled with salmon sashimi, spicy tuna rolls, Sakatinis and Sake Margaritas. Now, I’m a Cali. girl (by default). With access to some of the best sushi outside of Okinawa, I’m somewhat of an aficionado (humor me here). The sushi was good. Not great. But not bad either. It was fresh and tasty and hit my sushi spot – which needed to be hit.

The piece de resistance (say that with a French accent) actually came at official club door opening hour. At 10 pm the bar became FLOODED with patrons. Five minutes before it was bare. What happened at 10?

Ciroc hosts the bar for one full hour of $1 drinks. Yes! That’s right. Now, I’m a vodka girl (tonics and gimlets with extra lime to be exact). My number one being Ketel One. Number two: Grey Goose. Anything else just wouldn’t be civilized. Oh, but it would be. I must say: Ciroc is pretty smooth (probably due to the French distilling it with grapes); so smooth that it sneaks right up on you. So don’t get carried away with the $1 drinks.

The music was great (the best west coast spinner has nothing on this guy). Very nice atmosphere and décor – I’m a club/lounge/restaurant snob. I need décor. And ambience. How’s cold clouds of steam shooting up sporadically throughout the night for ambience? I loved it. And the fellas…weren’t so bad either.

So, if you’re in Washington D.C. and looking for something to do tonight, head to Lotus. Get there early, enjoy some sushi in a big, plush, wrap-around banquette. And at 9:55 head to the bar and hold down a spot. Ciroc is treating. Until 11 pm that is. Go tonight. I don’t know how long the Ciroc is going to flow.

Lotus is located at 1420 K St. in Washington D.C. Please drink responsibly

Hey all!!! Did you miss me? I certainly miss blogging. I was going through some serious PC withdrawal. But Capital Hilton charges $17 and hour to log on so…I got back from DC safe and sound around 1 am yesterday and hit the ground running. I was as tired and groggy as ever but still made time for happy hour with Giselle last night!

I’ve got LOTS of stories to tell, reviews to give (not all good either) and blogs to post, so get ready. Here’s a little numerology fact line from this week’s past:

25,000+ - Number of people registered for the conference

100,000 – Number of guys and gals that didn’t pay to register, but came to party and hang

3 - Number of cousins I hadn’t seen since Christmas that I saw in DC

2 – Number of best friends (1 BFF and one BFT) that I hung out with

11 – Number of actual meals I ate while in DC/MD/VA

8 – number of days I was there (you do the meal math – I’m HUNGRY!)

1 - Number of waiters that I saw steal half the bill money, charged an extra amount on my card and ended up getting fired for being an idiot

7 – Number of fellow hometown natives and high school alum I got to see (some of which I hadn’t seen in 13 years!!!!)

4 – Number of clubs I went to

4- Number of times I danced all night long (and am now paying for in my nether regions)

4 – Amount of men that came up behind me and tried to grind on me at the club

1 – The one whose grind I actually liked

12 - How many DC/MD/VA men fell in love with the Hauteness in a week’s time

3 – Those that made the cut and I plan to keep in close contact with

6- Number of men that tried to get “personal” with me on this trip

1 – Man at the top of my DC list (not that we got “personal” or anything…)

1 – Number of men I’ve made plans to meet in Vegas in September

1 – Man (with the most beautiful smile ever) that will just so happen to be in LA on “business” for 2 months - hmmmm

2 – Number of drinks I had with midday meals

Priceless: The memories, shopping, fun times, reunions, new friendships, old friendships renewed, mini romances started, sisterly love shared while on my trip