(7-07) Chris Chrebet - Best Good-Time Guy
Miami Sunpost
His name is scribbled on bathroom walls from here to New Jersey. Every sexy tourist knows that for a good time they need only call upon the blond bombshell that is Chris Chrebet to make their dreams come true. If it’s your birthday, he’s got the champagne. If you don’t like the music, he’ll change it, and if you’re single, he’s available. All this he does as an effort to ensure you and your peeps have the best possible time when entering the intimate gathering of socialites and trendsetters that congregate week after week at Miami Beach’s Rooftop Lounge at the Townhouse Hotel, 150 20th St. Oh yes, for a good time, call Chris. Phone: 305-776-2606.
(04-07) On Top of the World - Miami Sunpost - 411
By Kris Conesa
There can be no better pre-party destination than the Rooftop Lounge at theTownhouse Hotel. It’s an intimate gathering of bohemian professionals, if such an amalgamation truly existed. Orange waterbeds lie on a hard wood deck and allow for an increase in excitement levels as the alcohol slowly seeps in and a gorgeous water-trimmed cityscape makes itself known. Partying on a rooftop has its advantages, not the least of which is the seductiveness of elevated dancers against a moonlit background. The two major events there are Friday night’s Hooked on House party and Saturday’s Retro Mix. Both are the brainchild of 26-year-old promoter/business manager Chris Chrebet, a New Jersey transplant who’s as cool as a cucumber and has the stories to back it up.
“We were talking about spending two days in every major city going down the East Coast and then all of sudden, just like that, we were packing the car. We had $200, a tent, some water and a bunch of power bars,” said Chrebet, recalling his initial calling to the 305. He added, “We ended up spending all our time here. We never made it anywhere else, and the rest is history.”
Now, just because this no-cover venue is an unpretentious piece of heaven doesn’t mean it’s unlikely to attract A-list guests. Ricky Martin, Enrique Iglesias and the lovely Anna Kournikova have all been sighted lounging on the Rooftop love beds. If there is a downside to this place, it’s that last call is around 2 a.m., but that’s when it’s off to one of the remaining three on the list.
(5-07) Brother Gotta Keep Enough Lettuce to Support Your Shoe Fetish - Miami Sunpost - 411
By Kris Conesa
It’s never been a secret to me that when a sexy woman bats her … uh ... assets in my general direction, I become a lost little puppy dog willing to do just about anything to ingratiate myself and secure a place in her high esteem. I just always saw that as one of my weaknesses. So you can imagine my disdain when I learned that for a measly $4,950 (plus the costs of books, DVDs, private coaching and optional getaways), any woman could exploit this kink in my armor by learning the art of sexuality and worldly pleasures from her gender’s very own sexual Sun Tzu, RegenaThomashauer, or Mama Gena as she’s known to her students. Though admittedly I only recall her as the middle-age spokeswoman for KY lubricating jelly, Thomashauer has been featured on The Today Show and 20/20, and has written three books on the subject of embracing the pleasures of life. Her courses at Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts in New York cover subjects such as “Partying With Your Inner Bitch” and “Owning and Operating Men.” Every little head whose big head read that last sentence just shuddered and scoffed, but what if I told you this female mumbo-jumbo actually works? Brace yourself. It does. I saw it in action. It was working some miracles on greater men than I. Who could be greater, you ask? Well, how about Hotlanta native Ludacris? The rapping superstar, who could have been partying at any of the über-exclusive nightspots that line South Beach, but after reportedly slurping some oysters at Table 8, he was instead chilling and downing a pitcher of beer on Friday night at the Rooftop Lounge located at the Townhouse Hotel. He was there because, much like a lost little puppy dog, he was following one of the 80 or so Mama Gena students who made their way down to South Beach and the National Hotel, their home base for this optional (extra $$) hedonistic voyage aimed at putting all those hard-learned lessons to practical use.The effectiveness of the program was more than adequately exemplified when two of the sultry Sister Goddesses, as they call themselves, berated promoter Chris Chrebet to change the music format from house to hip-hop. Now that might not seem like a big deal, except this house party had been advertised, promoted and hyped as a house music night. And playing hip-hop all evening would be counterproductive to establishing a reputable house music scene at the establishment. Armed solely with the tools learned at the school, the Sister Goddesses got their way in the end when the Hooked on House weekly party quickly became hooked on hip-hop. All it took was nothing more than a loving gaze and a less than subtle caress on the arm. Wow, now that’s what I call poonani power
(2006) Party like it's 1999 - New Times
If you want to feel like a virgin, venture to the Rooftop Lounge at the Townhouse Hotel (150 Twentieth St., Miami Beach) on a Friday night. (Of course we are referring to the Madonna song, not your prom night, silly.) Begining at 8:00, the DJ drops 80's and Retro hits while partygoers lounge on beds and buzz around the bar. Get there before 10:00 to enjoy two-for-one drinks as nostalgic revelers tell you what they like about you (you hold them tight). As the other revelers do their thing in the confines of a dark, smoky room, the lucky rooftop bunch stops the world and melts with their honeys while overlooking the bustling streets of La Playa from the fourth-floor patio. Just like the fresh air and cool breeze you will enjoy, admission is free. 305.776.2606
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