07/17/2026
It was one of those moments when you’re saying long goodbyes at the subway station and, by the way, let’s make an event together. And the next thing I know is that I’m hosting the Salon in one of the most beautiful and authentic restaurants in West Village, that I have I have 105 RSVPs, and the waiting list, and that I won’t be able to host that many people, thank God, only third has shown up.
And a year later, everyone is a family.
People often ask me what the format of the event is. And if I were to break it down technically, it’ll look like a networking event for a bunch of sexy and eclectic weirdos.
However, little will feel like this description in real life.
I’ve been observing my own event from two sides: from the point of an organizer and from the point of an outside observer.
Nerveus at first, I thought it would pass as the event grew and gained momentum.
I did not.
After one year of a successful series of Salons, I’m still godddamn nerveus every goddamn time. Will I have enough people? Will it rain? Who’s gonna come? Is it entertaining enough?
The event felt fragile in the beginning, I did my damndest to encourage people to relax and talk about things that matter, skipping the small talk, I tried hard to create the most welcoming atmosphere, making sure no one is left without me greeting them, and no one wandered feeling lost. Here, let me introduce you to Robert/Julia/Axel.
The turning point was when I got my first public acknowledgment and when someone asked me for the first time: “When is your next Salon?” followed by: “Why aren’t you charging people?!”
When the venue initiated scheduling our next event.
Yesterday all I had to do was to check people in and say : “You know the drill”. With a confident smile on their face, they would go and enjoy the night.
Yes, from the first event, the crowd grew by 30%, but the quality increased by way more. Salon evolves. And it’s an intimate process visible to the perceptive ones. It is as intimate and vulnerable as being with one person and nurturing each other’s internal changes versus jumping from lover to lover, craving easy novelty.
What’s next? How can I make it better?