“Barbarians At The Gate”
Page Six Magazine ran a piece this Sunday about NYC’s Doorman titled “Barbarians at the Gate.” I gave my two cents on Wass Stevens and the door at Bea. Here’s what they printed:
Wass Stevens, “ageless”
Club: Marquee (289 10th Ave. at 27th St.)
The scene: After five years, Marquee “is the one mega-club that’s lasted,” says Rachelle Hruska, editor of nightlife blog GuestofaGuest.com, adding that much of that success comes down to Wass. “He’s a great New York character and people want to be where he is. He brings style to the scene,” she says of the Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, native, who got his start 24 years ago at legendary club the Palladium.Wass calls himself a “clothes fiend,” and he dresses in hand-tailored Ron and Ron suits. “I’ve never seen him without an outrageous getup, like a pink paisley suit and—always—a pocket square,” says Rachelle, adding that “other doormen try to emulate his style.”
Angelo Bianchi, 31
Club: Beatrice Inn
The Scene: “Beatrice is a hipster scene on a whole different level [of exclusivity],” says Rachelle.
Getting in: “At Marquee, if you’re dressed nice, you have a chance of getting in,” Rachelle says. “At the Beatrice, kids from Jersey aren’t getting in—and, unless they have hipster or writer friends, neither are businessmen.”
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Good job Ms. Rachelle! On another note, you guys should twitter more.
January 5, 2009 5:53pm
you forgot about the part that slams you for being from SHITHOLE nebraska — truly, nebraska?! my god.
What’s wrong with Nebraska? LOL
January 5, 2009 6:08pm
NOTHING. WHAT IS WRONG IS SOMEONE FROM NEBRASKA COMING RIGHT NEXT TO JERSEY AND TALKING SHIT. GIVE ME A BREAK. CAN SHE TRY ANY HARDER?
or maybe she was misquoted? LOL
If she is from Nebraska it simply means this site which, if it sometimes reeks of gushing awe, is actually representative of the ‘guest of a guest’ - the midwestern outsider tagging along to insider events. Try to remember Copernicus didn’t teach us straw chewin hicks Newyorkcitycentricity.
Sigh. an entire comment without any mean. Oh well…maybe next time.
January 5, 2009 6:37pm
oh god i have to step in here give me a break, the whole site shows the poor girl is misguided and sad, and anyone who reads it for that matter. it is so…so…superficial? but not only that, it appears she doesn’t realize most people don’t want to be just like her friends. she thinks everyone aspires towards some imaginary “socialite” goal, it’s pretty nauseating. i am surprised they even linked to this.
you really cant choose where you’re but you can choose where you live… the vacationing uncle steve who thinks rachelle is fab!!!
I meant you can’t really choose where you’re born but you can choose where you live… vacationing without editor….
*shrug* Not everyone wants to be a socialite. It’s not as fun as it looks if you aren’t into that kind of thing. (Sadly the fact is no one wants to read about the rich girls who sit home and read Virgil and drink vodka with their cats. Just saying.) This kind of site is what it is; I rip into it as much as anyone, but calling the site itself sad is sort of pointless. Why don’t you come out to Brooklyn and have a lime rickey and we’ll play risk, and you can tell me why you take your feelings about your mother out on Rachelle and gofg.
Anonymous, you got to our site through a link from PAGE SIX Magazine, and you call us superficial? wow, that takes some balls.
I know it’s a cop-out, but really, why are you even taking the time to comment if we are sooooo lame.
I’d read about the rich girls who read Virgil with their vodka - I’d probably marry one, if she read Greek too…
Oh CC you’re such a flirt.
January 5, 2009 9:29pm
the fact is, that a girl from nebraska is brainwashed or something making a statement like that about a state which BORDERS new york. it makes no sense. like who does she think she is? i thought she was sooo classy like all her classsssssy rich friends. like, OMFG.
Insulting NJ is just a sign that Rachelle is finally a real NYer - it’s part of the citizenship process when you sign a lease in Manhattan, even if you’ve just moved from NJ.
I’m sort of upset that she didn’t mention tourists from Cleveland. My ma and peepaw in Shaker Heights’d just lurve that! ps New Jersey sucks!
January 5, 2009 10:32pm
oh right, she’s a real new yorker. good, she completed her life’s goal. now GO AWAY
January 5, 2009 10:47pm
The problem with this site is not Rachelle, but it’s more the fact that it attempts to validate a group of people who think there’s a such thing as this social society and it’s just really really weird and it sucks that it makes them feel validation for nothing.
Versus…what? Women who act like they deserve validation for having children? Perhaps you think living in Wyoming raising bison is a more valid and fulfilling use of a life. Oh wait I know - you probably think teaching driver’s ed in Sloam Arkansas is truly, richly validating.
It’s a stupid gossip/party site about vapid socialites. Start with the snark or take your hand waving, hair pulling righteous indignation to your own self validating blog.
January 6, 2009 8:10am
Christopher — on behalf of New York — you’re TOO OLD to be doing this, and you’re too old to be using the word ‘lame’
Oh Fifth Ave, stop acting like you’re from New Jersey.
January 6, 2009 9:37am
Oh PartyPants…me thinks the lady doth protest too much! Yes, indeeedy!! Rearing children deserves greater validation than getting invited to parties b/c greaat-grandpappy made a mint from peddling carpets back in the day!
Maybe for you. I wouldn’t call heeding the call of your biological imperative the greatest thing one can do with one’s time. Pardon me for being unimpressed with your fecundity, but not everyone finds the same things fulfilling or validating in life. I happen to find rubbing myself with cash while watching “Total Recall” and drinking vodka with my cats to be a wonderfully profound use of my time. Maybe you think starting your own little race of mini-adults in an already overcrowded world to be your thing. Good for you. How about you spend more time filling up your uterus and less time pitching bitch fits on socialite gossip sites? Jackass.
January 6, 2009 11:24am
what is a socialite? exactly. nothing. stop OBSESSING over these people, please. work on YOURSELF, you will be happier.
Fifth Ave. - Owie. Actually, I think my elderly stature is helped by using outdated terms like “lame”. I’m gonna work on dropping tubular or grody into the next post.
January 6, 2009 11:42am
Dear Commenters,
YOU are the people reading this website (and bothering to comment) YOU ARE the validation. If you weren’t concerned with ’socialites’ and just ignored them THEN people would stop writing about them. YOU are the ones labeling them. Writing comments on these posts in only fueling the controversy, interest, etc.. So stop insulting them and if you don’t care about them GET A NEW HOBBY.. go read CNN.COM
OMG are you like, old CC? Gag me with a spoon! I totally wayned you as like this gnarly dude with some righteous party life. This is so bogus! Now I just want to kick you in the nards.
If you don’t like reading this site I heard a rumor that there’s a big building in town with lots of “printed blogs” to read inside it. Maybe you could walk around in there yelling at people to stop validating Lady Chatterly’s blog.
January 6, 2009 11:55am
We are not the validation. We are the knock of common sense at your door. Writing about this and using words like “social” seriously, you must be sad inside. You need to be happy, and it will only appear that way on the outside if you continue on this dangerous path. We are not reading, we are merely commenting, and I’m glad there are atleast a few others who understand who are not afraid to say it.
Goodbye, and god bless. My work is done here.
Rachelle: Another tragic victim of the drive-by intarwebs psychoanalyst.
January 7, 2009 2:22pm
amy sacco is from jersey and well isn’t she just the coolest in yours little pathetic world? this site is so sad i am officialy done visiting it.
Thanks for visiting, don’t let the door smack you on the way out. Truly though, hope you come back, if only to be entertained by our nattering.