I AM WOMAN: Maybe kinda looking for a Valentine

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I AM WOMAN: Maybe kinda looking for a Valentine

POSTED: Monday, February 14, 2011, 7:00 PM
Filed Under: I Am Woman
In contrast to our weekly dude column Man Cave, I Am Woman adds a feminine touch by chronicling the weekend adventures of a single Philadelphia socialite.
It's a little after midnight on Friday and my girlfriend Tori was working the door at Whisper (1712 Walnut St.). It was my first time there and it seemed like a club straight out of Vegas — with go-go dancers, strobe lights and a glass top bar. Tori bought the first round of shots. We went with Buttery Nipples which taste exactly like butterscotch. It's one of my favorites because it's sweet and you can hardly taste the liquor. I didn't want to admit it but I was secretly looking for a Valentine. I'm a firm believer that women don't need men to make them happy, but that doesn't mean I don't want a Happy Valentine's Day box of chocolates. So I wanted the shots to work as liquid courage, giving me the gumption to approach an attractive man. The time flew by after we started dancing; before I knew it, it almost closing time. A little disappointed I hadn't caught any man bait, I suggested we go somewhere else. It's times like these I'm thankful for Twitter. I can tweet, "WHAT'S STILL OPEN IN PHILLY?," and get a million responses. Someone tweeted Zee Bar (100 Spring Garden Plaza), which I heard was supposed to be invite-only, so I was a little apprehensive. Lady Luck was on our side, though, because as we stood in line a girlfriend of mine waved us to the front — apparently she was dating a girl inside with a lot of influence. Entering into Zee Bar was like going down the rabbit hole in Alice in Wonderland. It was strange and I'm almost certain everyone was on narcotics. I half expected to see Lindsay Lohan stalking out of the bathroom. We left after thirty minutes; it was an experience but not for us. Saturday afternoon I should have bought stock in American Apparel and Urban Outfitters for the amount of money I dropped there. My friends and I needed to recount the details of the previous night and find outfits to wear to VIP Lounge (38 19th St.) later that night. VIP has the typical leather white couch and curtains and, one of my favorite luxuries, bottle service. There were tons of guys inside. One of them, a cutie named Anthony, bought my friends and me two rounds of Jose Cuervo. The décor was sexy chic, making me feel flirtier than usual, so I gave him my number. Maybe he can be a potential Valentine ...?
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