Happy New Year! Now Let's Bring On 2012

2011 was a year to remember, with nights spent dancing until the sun rose and days spent reminiscing, recounting stories, and sometimes just trying to remember...

To celebrate such an epic year, RedRush hosted three parties across the city this New Year's Eve, each one an unequivocal success.

At The Bunker Club, guests arrived dressed to the nines and descended into a non-stop dance party. Bunker, with its exposed brick and legendary dance floor, made for the perfect backdrop for the debauchery of the night. The dancing only stopped momentarily as Jacomino quieted the music and led the crowd in a countdown to the New Year: when the clock struck 12, everyone toasted champagne and more than a few people had more than few new year's kisses...

Let me set the scene for you at Above Allen at the Thompson Hotel: It's 9:00pm on New Year's Eve at one of the most exclusive lounges in the city. A few people have begun to trickle in. There is a light, happy atmosphere. As people are drinking their first (of many) cocktails, there is something in the air. It is the calm before the storm. And, on the turn of the dime, this electricity takes over the room as people begin filtering in, champagne is being popped, people start dancing and laughter fills the room. At midnight, a quiet descends again, as the ball drops and fireworks start to go. Through Above Allen's unbelievable retractable glass roof, everyone watches the beautiful fireworks over the amazing city skyline. And then, the dancing, the champagne, the decadence, all start again.

Hotel Chantelle was, simply put, a party that will go down in history. Hotel Chantelle opened up its three, Parisian-inspired floors, for one of the most incredible New Year's parties in the city. On the roof, guests lounged and danced and drank their bodyweight in champagne. The lobby, from the beginning of the night, was packed - with people mingling and drinking from the earliest hours of the evening, dressed in everything from floor-length sequined gowns to feather miniskirts. And finally, on the sexy, underground dance floor, people filed in all night, stopping dancing only to refill their drink.

I could go on and on, but I think a guest of our Hotel Chantelle party put it best in an email I received New Year's Day: "That. Was. The. Best."

So thanks to all of you for making New Year's Eve such an unforgettably epic night.

Now shake off your hangovers and let's get to making 2012 an even better year. I hope that was dramatic enough for you.