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stolen from http://www.the4acesdate.com/

Another memorable and intriguing party hits the NYC party scene dubbed, “Everyday People.” Hosted by celebrity chef, Roble Ali, Everyday People is a monthly Saturday day-time party/brunch. Cover girls wearing high top sneakers, fitted caps, and neon purses jump around to great 90′s tunes, hip hop and reggae with other industry people. Model DJ’s, popular r&b singers, artists, fashion bloggers, and different stylish New Yorkers all unite under one roof to shake the dance floor. The atmosphere is cool and laid-back, and the crowd is there to have a great time.

I received a text from my friend Abby to join her and the other 4ACES girls at the party. I was right in the middle of conditioning my hair when I received the invite, which explains my choice for a giant floppy hat when I left my apartment. My little afro was still wet! Right after I rinsed it, I sectioned it in four parts, and pinned it down so the hat would fit without me looking too crazy.

I jumped on the B train on my way to Ludlow Manor, in the Lower East Side. As soon as I arrived, the doorman knew exactly what I was there for. He smiled and said, “all the way up the stairs.”As I walked up the stairs, almost out of breath because I’m that much out of shape (and no, I’m not proud of it), a beautiful girl with box braids styled into a bob passed me. I also want to announce that this will be my new hairstyle right after Halloween. I told her she looked great, and continued on my way to meet the girls.

I made it up to the rooftop area, and the first thing I noticed was a disco ball hanging where the ceiling should have been. I looked past the disco ball, and stared at the open sky, into the clouds. I just love open areas, they bring instant satisfaction to me, especially on a warm fall day. As I turned around, I spotted my friends breaking it down on the dance floor, and made my way to them. Smiles, hugs, high fives, hip shakes- everyone seemed happy to dance as the sun was setting. The crowd roared whenever a favorite song came on. It felt like I was part of a giant family reunion.

Belly shirts, giant afros, high wasted skirts, cropped tops, bald blond heads, bright red lipsticks, long-legged models in stilettos,  mohawks, retro sunglasses, pointy fingernails, there was so much to look at. I enjoyed watching giant groups of people having fun. This party reminds me of the Sunday FAROFA parties. Instead of Brazilian models, the place was packed with black models of all backgrounds.

The group left before 8pm, which is when the party normally ends. I left them talking about that evening’s plan of going to w.i.p., a popular night club that got even more attention ever since Drake and Brown had a brawl there. I had no interest of continuing the night doing the same thing in a smaller, darker space. I left with one thing in mind: getting home to my boyfriend. He was cooking, and I was dying for one of his amazing rum cocktails. Everyday People, you’re not so bad. I look forward to another day-time dance party with you. I would bring my hula hoop next time, but I might embarrass my friends. Haha.

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