I agree that certain jeans have become more high fashion with the pricing, fancy washes, etc., but if they let Kamran in with dark denim and someone else came in wearing Wranglers with the waist and length clearly labeled over the belt loop, where do you draw the line?

I’ve occasionally been able to use travel passes when flying to/from NY on United. The way the passes work, if there is a seat available in first class you are automatically upgraded for free, but they will only allow you to upgrade if you are dressed appropriately and that means no denim. It’s an interesting rule because those who paid for their seats can wear whatever they want, but those who get special treatment have to follow special rules. I say it’s worth it. If I get to fly first class on a trip I’d dress in black tie if it would get me that seat.

I think it’s nice that there are still places that exist where there are some rules. I wouldn’t dare go to the opera in jeans, even nice ones. Fancy clubs and bars are different then fancy restaurants. Also, NY is one of the best places in the world to dine out. Shouldn’t we show our gratitude by fancy-ing it up once in awhile? When you go to a place like that, you want the chef to make you feel like you are the most important couple dining there. If you are paying $30 for a hamburger, wouldn’t you want it to be one of the best hamburgers you’ve ever eaten? Alternatively, can we blame the chef/owner if they want their patrons to also look their best?

Did you ever go to Tavern on the Green? I felt the same OMG-I’m-the-youngest-person-here feelings that you felt at 21 Club, but like 21 Club, it was one of those totally New York places I felt like I just had to try once. The college assumption is a really weird one, though.

P.S. I love the way you frame the photos on your blog!

I went there a couple of weeks ago for restaurant week. The food was good but not spectacular or anything! Plus, I felt like I should at least be 60 years old to fit in there. I was with some coworkers and the waiter asked us where we went to college. hmm…

My readers are coming your way as we speak.

I love making people’s lives.

Anyway. Can we go out to eat cheesy fried brain matter or something when I move back to NYC (hi, my future readers, that’s 7/1/2010 – you’ll understand once you become a regular at my blog). Kamran can wear the above-described outfit. We can wear our periwinkle bridesmaid costumes. Dresses, I mean. Obviously not really. I will outfit us in things I shouldn’t have afforded.

Eff.

I’m sure Kamran is licking this comment as we speak.