Fortunately, Bunny and the Club Creatures brought me down to earth and helped me pull an outfit together, and before I knew it we were walking down the streets of Brooklyn, en route to the Montauk Club.
We arrived to find the party in full swing, with the lovely Minsky Sisters performing for a crowd downstairs and photographs occuring upstairs. And everyone looked gorgeous.
There was much dancing downstairs, courtesy of Grandpa Musselman and His Syncopators (some of whom are pictured below):
Even the shoes were lovely. The heels on the top left belong to Shien Lee, the originator and organizer for Dances of Vice.
Throughout the night, everyone was friendly and fun, and all my bizarre fears came to nothing, even though I did say to Poison at one point, "This is less clothing than I wear to bed." (That's not strictly true, by the way.)
As it turned out, the reason for the lingerie theme was a pragmatic one; the Montauk has no air conditioning. As a result, Dances of Vice is going on hiatus for the summer and will return in the fall, when everyone can wear several layers without falling down from the heat. This also means that I can start saving now for my eventual return!
Provided I don't get arrested, that is.