With anticipation in my heart and tip money in my shoes, I raced to the industry-only reopening of the Limelight, I mean Empire, I mean Escape, I mean Remote@Limelight, I mean Estate, I mean Estate@Limelight. Well, whatever the fuck they were calling it, the place wasn't open@limelight! There was no one there except for an imposing frontman standing outside under an umbrella, telling my wannabe ass, "Closed!" You mean it's a private party? I wondered, horrified. "No . . . closed," he heinously repeated. And so, without entrée or an explanation, I was... More >>>
By photo: Staci Schwartz
Going to the chapel: two of the showgirls from Rouge attend services at Estate's opening night.