You stayed in? Big Mistake

You go to great lengths to look sexy, which is why you (after painting the town red) sometimes fall victim to late-night infomercials. (Hence the Suzanne Somers' ThighMaster tucked far away in your closet).

But, you don't have to hide any longer, Miss Thang. It's time to come out of the fitness closet and master those thighs the Lotus Lounge way. Here's a healthy three-step prescription for late-night wellness that will help keep you fit, while having fun. I like to call it Lotus Fitology.

- Read "Lotus Fitology: Steps 1, 2 & 3" ...

Tattoo's design is beautiful -- but the real works of art in this swank hipster bar are its patrons. Forget The Young and the Restless. Those who frequent Tattoo are The Young and the A-List -- and here's a look at some of this month's sexiest ...

Gentlemen (and ladies), welcome to Midtown.

• The first rule of Midtown is: You do not talk about Midtown.
• The second rule of Midtown is: You DO NOT talk about Midtown.
• Third rule of Midtown: Someone yells STOP, goes limp, taps out ... the drink is over.
• Fourth rule: Only two gals to a pole.
• Fifth rule: One girl at a time, fellas.
• Sixth rule: Hot shirts, cool shoes.
• Seventh rule: Nights will go on as long as they have to.
• And the eighth, and final, rule: If this is your first night at Midtown, you have to drink.

Overheard this weekend at the LA Boxing / Midtown Beer Bash: "I look like you want to look. I f&*% like you want to f&*%. I am smart, capable -- and most importantly -- I am free in all the ways that you are not."

Midtown. Now you know the rules: Stop trying to control everything and just let go.

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So you’re struggling from the party at Tattoo last night… i feel your pain and I’m right there with you. What an awesome crowd. And those pink banger-something or another drinks: so tasty and strong. Whenever Cap File hosts the party it’s a sophisticated (until 3 drink o’clock), good looking crowd, which it was. I of course, was a hot mess by the end of the night (Christmas trees much) and put myself to bed at a reasonable hour for a Thursday night unlike those who marched on until 3:30am like rockstars. You know who you are and I'm very proud.

Most likely you were looking hot, because the crowd at Midtown on Friday and Saturday night looked more like NYC than DC. Hundreds of people came out decked in their finest, ready to let loose and have a good time. 

I have to admit that Thursday night was my first time partying at Tattoo (I know, I’m such a loser and the last person left in DC who hadn’t been there) and now I see what all the hype was about.  This place is freaking awesome!

I’m not sure if it was the 80’s music mixed with my fave new songs, the hot crowd or the décor that had me at “hello,” but right when I walked in my head started to bob kinda like the Roxbury guys on Saturday Night Live (but in a much cooler way).