I find myself a seat at the bar of the private WeHo club and the bartender quickly asks if I’d like a shot of the smoky tequila. Do I look that tense? Who cares, I’ll take two.
The tequila feels warm, like a soft punch in the face. I decide it’s best I forgot my sombrero at home because the hats tonight are tough to compete with; the event is hosted by none other than Nick Fouquet—the man who brought you Pharrell's famous headgear. A man sporting one of Nick’s custom made toppers brushes past me holding a petite dog sporting a Puddle of Mudd tee as small bites from chef Jared Simons are offered throughout the party.
Mr. Fouquet says some quick words about the spirit before performing his trademark move of lighting one of his designs on fire; but it seems like the only smoke is coming from the tequila mixed into my delish margarita.
In conclusion, I feel confident that tomorrow's hangover will be no match for my new friend—Humito.