Boxing gloves were hanging from the ceiling. At least, the parts that weren't tiled in mirrors. I didn't notice it the first time, but the ceiling at the center of the room isn't mirrored. The huge pillar beside the bar is though, which made for more interesting reflections.
The members of the band Blind Curve were dressed up in athletic gear. Ummm, sort of. I doubt if trainers allow stiletto-heeled rubber shoes in the gym.
Even the servers were in shorts, tees and jackets. I hope this doesn't get them into trouble, but I found it funny-cute that between waiting on customers, they were playing around with the iMacs, either surfing the web or having fun with Photo Booth.
And as I promised myself, I didn't get knocked out on Knock Out Night. I was a good girl and only had one glass of Singapore Sling (gin, cherry brandy, pineapple juice, lime juice, orange liqueur, herbal liqueur and grenadine syrup). I can't promise I'll be as good on the 18th, the next WWW@7Pecados party with its theme of Masquerade. I'm looking forward to that one and really hoping that it's Venetian. I wonder though, will it be masks on or masks off?
