Nightlife
April, 1994
For months after Bill Clinton's election, Washington partyers and poseurs fluttered in anticipation of extravagant and aerobic elbow-rubbing. After all, we had just elected the youngest, sexiest and smartest ticket in history, one with more than a half-dozen degrees and activist buzzwords to match. And the entertainment rolls at the dozen or so inaugural balls read like a Rolling Stone readers' poll. The Blues Brothers were in, Brooks Brothers was out.But as time passed, the barhoppers came to a...
