Well said, Doll: Barefoot - the only way to party

With a rocky start at Time supperclub despite our reservations for bottle service and supper, followed by an hour drive around montreal looking for a decent restaurant on Saturday night for 7 people without reservations, i can't say i had much faith in the evening.

We ended up at Holder's, a quaint yet overpriced restaurant (whose interior decorator must have been quite artistically confused or francophone.. either way).

I ordered lobster ravioli in a white wine and truffle sauce, it was delicious but not quite filling considering they brought me 6 raviolis. I finished off my friend's salmon tartar which eased the grumbling stomach and washed it all down with a white russian, a gin tonic and a bottle of mediocre italian wine.

Later that evening, we headed to the main. Hit up Space.. it was naturally empty.. except for what appeared to be a gaggle of french kids- definately from the farm lands (you could tell by the teeth).

We were the hottest ones there, a group of 8 girls, none of us ugly... its safe to say we brought the party, in fact, they let us use the VIP bed/couches with the purchase of nothing but the smallest bottle we could buy.

(usually, its rumoured you need to drop at least 1500 to get access) but hey.. no one else was there to take it.