We were upset that we weren't able to make the recent Thrillist Day & Night Party in the Hamptons. Luckily, our friend LK was able to send a dispatch. After reading this, we won't miss out on the bus again:
Ken Kesey once said: You're either on the bus or off the bus.
A daily lifestyle email once stocked that bus with vodka, gift bags, disco balls and beautiful people.
That's my kind of bus.
Thrillist promised a luxury ride to the Hamptons for an boozy pool party with hot bodies and hard drinks. I showed up with a hangover and expected to take a nap on a quality Jitney. No such luck. Thrillist put their VIPs on a jumbo sized Starlight limo bus and stocked it with energy drink and Stoli. Fast forward one hour, and we were pouring shots in each other's mouths and dancing on the seats like a group of teens on prom night heading for expulsion.
After a stop at the gas station for Bud heavies and smokes, we landed at our destination in South Hampton: Day&Night. Decked out in Thrillist sunglasses and glowing with vodka, the women slipped out of their sundresses and laid their bikini-clad bodies poolside while the men ogled them from loungers.
There was no shortage of the online media elite. CNET's Caroline McCarthy, MediaBistro's Joe Ciarallo, Random Night Out's Nick McGlynn, the Post's Neel Shah all rubbed greasy SPF 30 shoulders.
Wait—was this the Thrillist/GuestofaGuest party or a music video? Suddenly, models were dancing on the table tops and a group of hard-bodied bros were pouring Veuve Clicquot into their mouths. The music was booming, there were fake breasts everywhere, and South Hampton began to feel like Meatpacking with less clothes and genuine tans.
Eventually, we were ushered back on the limo bus for another vodka and beer fueled dance party. The last thing I remember was dropping it like was hot. I woke up with another nasty hangover, a sunburn, and the vague feeling I had witnessed something Thrilling.
[all photos, credit Nick McGlynn - a few more below the jump]