Every winter, my friend Sabrina and I have an annual Christmas dinner. To catch up, talk about life, love, work and everything in between. This year, upon recommendation from a friend, we went to a speakeasy-type bar in Alphabet City called Barber Shop. We always have a blast, but discovering this seemingly "secret" place together made it that much more special. And oh what a time we had! See below for photos =)
You walk through a retro barber shop (someone was getting a haircut when we got there!)
The bar is behind that sliding black door in the back.
Book shelves, old radios, arm chairs, you name it they had it.
We had this room all to ourselves for most of the night!
Translation: Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin - our nicknames for each other since college.
Makeup is looking proper in this photo I must say!
Me. In the black "uniform" I usually sport.
I felt like I was hanging out in my grandmother's living room.
With a full functioning bar of course.
Our new friends???
Me. In the black "uniform" I usually sport.
I felt like I was hanging out in my grandmother's living room.
With a full functioning bar of course.
Our new friends???
Grey Goose & Tonic // Jack and Coke
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