“Is there such a thing as London sober?”
I ask a group of my friends at 1am, during a private party in the basement of a member’s club, whilst most of them hold a cocktail in one hand and a cigarette in the other. “Yes” someone replies. “I think it’s like California sober, you don’t drink except instead of smoking weed you take magic mushrooms, or possibly ketamine.” Then my friend who hosts queer party nights Benny Cooper, proposes: “Maybe it’s drinking alcohol, but only on weekends; or just drinking beer or wine and no spirits.” My friend Reuben Larkin, a model/influencer, then suggests, “it’s probably not drinking but smoking cigarettes.” Personally, that sounds the most convincing argument. Surely everyone needs one vice.
