Front - Of The Class -2008-

To be "Front of the CL" in 2008 meant you understood the hierarchy. You didn't buy drinks at the bar; you ordered a table . The bottle girls carried sparklers. You bought a $400 bottle of Grey Goose or Ciroc, and you got a "mixer" of cranberry juice the size of a thimble.

If you were living at the Front of the CL (The Club. The Cool Life. The Culture.) in 2008, you didn’t just witness the end of the decade—you survived the pinnacle of over-the-top lifestyle and entertainment. Before the iPhone 3G ruined the surprise of the guest list, 2008 was a glorious, sweaty, spray-tanned paradox. Front Of The Class -2008-

Let’s step back into the velvet rope.

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The aesthetic wasn't "clean girl." It was disco nap chic . To be "Front of the CL" in 2008

2008 was the last year of the "Old Vegas" and "Old New York." It was the last hurrah before the Great Recession sobered everyone up. It was the end of the celebrity gossip blog era (Perez Hilton, TMZ) and the dawn of the influencer. You bought a $400 bottle of Grey Goose