I decided last weekend that the only way to follow ten straight workdays was to wage a full on-shit show, beginning with #ultravelvet @ passion lounge on thursday, @winston_filet’s birthday on friday, a trip to jacob riis beach on saturday, and dizzyland @ the spectrum on saturday night. I over-drafted my bank account and got a sweet tan, but the most interesting thing to come of it all was the total jackpot of photos that ended up on my phone.
1) An antique stein and a lisa frank flask. Only the finest for my level of class.
2) kosmo chilling pre-party with a bottle cap on his head and Courtney Stodden’s tits in the bg
@patrickokay all aglow in the passion lounge
pretty obsessed with these futurefemme* visuals at #ultravelvet ALSO can i please get a plexiglass staircase in my home. Now.
*made up term
thumbsucking in the club. not sus. Everything that followed that night, maybe.
Pray for me, y’all. Maybe you can do it at that chill ass church.
The next night was @winston_filet’s birthday, and like any good sister I met him at his Fada gig with gifts in hand (champagne, a shitty card, and a 10 pc nugget with a large fry from burger king). Some wack older dude touched my butt and I had to yell at him. That part sucked. The rest was chill. I went home at 1 and still fell asleep in the cab.
The last day of my weekend was a Saturday as I had a damn job to do Sunday afternoon, but that left me plenty of time to meet these beautiful people at jacob riis beach to drink gallons of rum, play with pugs, eat fried chicken (guilty)…and take this amazing picture, courtesy of @melizards.
After that we died and rose again for Dizzyland. The only picture I have of that is this.
It might be the only one I need.