well well, what a crazy couple days. starting on thursday... gallery 500 had an opening, and of COURSE the illustrious hussy club was there. gogowife drank like a fish, and we all danced like rock stars. it was so lovely to finally meet sam, stormy's pet, oh, hes precious. like a doll. stormy, of course, looked way hot, in my sequined tube top (why the fuck didn't i bring my camera???) so we wall end up in some wherehouse in the pearl. dance dance DANCE ladies, the night is young. but it wasn't for long.
last night, miss e, my fav girlfriend roza, and i dragged ourselves back to 500 for a wine and cheescake party. sparsely populated, but dance-able. isn't it fabulous to be a rock star?
oh yes, and there are new candids.
but miss e is with a new boy, and roza and i are bored, so we run off to a sleazy bar in SW. karaoke songs, oh we love prince. sleazy older men want to take us to new york next weekend. PFFFFFFF as IF! this older man claimed to be an millionare diamond importer, which i mean, if that ws true, why, WHY would he be in this sleazy bar full of college students on a friday night?? he tried to buy my affection with free vodka tonics and boasts, and i told him i didn't care about his money, i was inheriting enough that i wasn't going to be hussled by some barfly. which isn't exactly true (i'm not inheriting shit, and it won't be for a long time) but i wasn't going to be treated like some cheap HOOKER who will fawn over any ron jeremy look-alike for a weekend in ny. bitch i AM new york.
so roza and i escape back to my campus, only to be accosted by two freshman on acid, they've painted their entire bodies with acrylic paint, which is very very toxic, so we DEMAND that they take all their clothes off and get in the shower together to wash all that shit off. 45 mins later we're all soaking wet and these boys have decided that roza is a "queen" for her work on the bodypaint, and i am an "egyptian princess." and its true, we are royalty. smoke a little pot to put us to bed, it is after 4am, and we lay down in rozas bed for a little shut-eye.
jesus what a night. and tongiht, more more more. hussy club, i'll be there.
last night, miss e, my fav girlfriend roza, and i dragged ourselves back to 500 for a wine and cheescake party. sparsely populated, but dance-able. isn't it fabulous to be a rock star?
oh yes, and there are new candids.
but miss e is with a new boy, and roza and i are bored, so we run off to a sleazy bar in SW. karaoke songs, oh we love prince. sleazy older men want to take us to new york next weekend. PFFFFFFF as IF! this older man claimed to be an millionare diamond importer, which i mean, if that ws true, why, WHY would he be in this sleazy bar full of college students on a friday night?? he tried to buy my affection with free vodka tonics and boasts, and i told him i didn't care about his money, i was inheriting enough that i wasn't going to be hussled by some barfly. which isn't exactly true (i'm not inheriting shit, and it won't be for a long time) but i wasn't going to be treated like some cheap HOOKER who will fawn over any ron jeremy look-alike for a weekend in ny. bitch i AM new york.
so roza and i escape back to my campus, only to be accosted by two freshman on acid, they've painted their entire bodies with acrylic paint, which is very very toxic, so we DEMAND that they take all their clothes off and get in the shower together to wash all that shit off. 45 mins later we're all soaking wet and these boys have decided that roza is a "queen" for her work on the bodypaint, and i am an "egyptian princess." and its true, we are royalty. smoke a little pot to put us to bed, it is after 4am, and we lay down in rozas bed for a little shut-eye.
jesus what a night. and tongiht, more more more. hussy club, i'll be there.

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lx:
Thanks for the welcome.. I think what has made me insane is photo-chemicals. Yeah, for sure. I met you, you know. You just don't rmember. But I did.
lx:
I met you at Devil's. At Faith's thingy. I asked Ryan about you and she said that we met when I got there. I arrived really late, straight from the plane. She introduced us by our real names... It was brief... I was hanging with Ryan, clinging actually, since I didn't know anyone... Ummm, about 11 or so...