We stopped by Brinkley's on Saturday night for a night cap. The Martignetti brothers redid Bar Martignetti (above Southside) and rebranded the space Brinkley's Pub. Q is still at the door and the clientele are still wearing herringbone and popped collared shirts. Same old song and dance (but,admittedly a fun song and dance). We dragged our friend out with us after she had locked herself out of her apartment wearing running sneakers and leggings. One quick stop for some 20 dollar jeans and we were on our way. This may have been the first mom jean/tennis sneaker appearance at Brinkley's gauging the reactions we received. The cutting edge combination of a mom jean and Asics sneaks on the Brinkley's dance floor was bold and caught a few unsure glances (has someone lost their way?) and one doubled-over laughing attack that resulted in tears. Apparently ladies, the days of a high-waisted jean and a tennis sneaker are no longer, which prompts the next question, are 6-inch Louboutins forever? I sure hope not, because US Weekly showcasing celebs parading around in Louboutins and smiling (grocery shopping, pushing baby carriages) is like the emergency pamphlet in front of your seat in airplanes. Everyone is wearing a content placid expression as they undergo a crash landing when really they should be in intense pain. Apparently downtown New York after hours is not ready for mom jeans and tennies - I cant say I'm shocked about this revelation. However, I would like to think we took one baby step in the right direction toward comfort and not being crippled old ladies with closets full of sky high shoes.
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