Walked up in the spot about 11pm, and 193 Prince Street's House of Horology was already live. Devyne was in the middle of conversation but still yelled, "Yo, what you want?" one hand pointing to me, the other at the bartender. The 1800 Tequila was just about gone (except for the stashed bottle in the back) and an array of beautiful people sat on couches just... enjoying life at an event that was exactly as House of Horology intended - "fashionable without being over-designed, sturdy without being clunky, and beautifully crafted without an insane price tag." Both the people and the product were something to look at, and when you got a closer look, they were even more amazing.
