
(Photo: NYFab! folks dancing at Skinny)
However, the moment I caught a tude, I looked to my left and who did I see but John Legend staring right at me! He was chilling at the bar, by himself with a hoodie on. Mind you it was the middle of the night. (Apparently he lives down the street from Skinny, but really John... by yourself in the middle of the night at a bar; what’s going on?)
How can you not love this city?
Gallery
Our next stop was an uppity club called Gallery (120 Orchard Street). I knew something was wrong when the girl waiting in line in front of us turned to her friend and said, “See, this why I can’t stand partying on the lower eastside.”

The doorman was being quite rude telling people that they couldn’t get in because the club was packed. However, within a minute or so he let my girls and I right in and the club certainly wasn’t packed and the music was ehh. This club was lacking diversity as well…..
Tobac
By the time we left Gallery it was almost 3 a.m. and we were going to call it a night. All of a sudden just as were looking for a cab, we hear reggae blasting from a small bar called Tobac (32 Watts street).

We enter the small bar expecting it to be packed, uh no, there were only four people inside and they were all sitting at the bar looking gloom. We threw our coats and bags down and immediately started getting down to the DJs tunes. Tobac is one of my new favorite spots and I highly recommend that you check it out!