Moby's Walton-esque Champagne Room
Tiny-waisted mansy DJ Moby always struck us as the type of guy who'd throw a party that would suck. The picture was always so uninspired and precious: turntables blaring vintage Yaz, ultra modern furniture that you couldn't even sit on, a bunch of people standing around eating vegan riblets, goblets full of echinacea-infused pommegrante tea...
But that may be just a front so he can pack more young architecture co-eds into his log cabin love shack in upstate New York. As these pictures hi-jacked from one girl's NYU facebook page can attest, Moby loves a long weekend of half-naked ecstasy lounging and 70's hot tub hi-jinx. Maybe TeaNY could become the next Dark Room '03?
