Panda Fatale

Its any given night in la... People are out, in crazy, rather uncomfortable outfits, or at least I am. The nightlife's lure of intoxication and possible STDs is thriving. But how do you cope when you don't interact, are you passive or shy. Continuing on to the stupid, on going question of someone to have a future with, instead of someone great now. Why do we question what will happen. Either way, I think who does want the systematic life really, such confinement, no adventure. More importantly no one should have the bondage of deliberate self inflicted structured design. My friend Bryce recently spoke with me about her break up from the perfect submissive match to her aggressive loving. Though chemically and visually balanced and good to go, he moved on leaving her questioning. When I asked why did they break she told me, "I just wasn't the one I guess"... and that's where the dilemma starts gets dissected and ends. Though there is the endless possibility match of lovers in a given city, let alone the country (as my friend christian discovered in his lover from Illinois) what rationalization do we give for giving up on the good in hopes for the better...? Are we constantly trying to improve at the expense of other?

It was the average epic Tuesday starting the night at PDA with Kelli and Leslie and I harrassing and causing a stir.




K+L
crystAl CASTLEs


Then flourished into mayhem as we left to go to Tropicana for Sasha's little brothers birthday. I ran into a few friends I haven't seen in months, sitting down we spoke about the social roles of gender and how though we didn't fit nor accept them we were in a place the exemplified all that was gender appropriate. It was an extra hot night that I was to passive to attempt to figure out the after plans.

Danielle

lily noa

Ellei and Efron

carlos

kuhny


The next night was an epic as we left to go to Bardot I had no idea about the night that was to come. I had decided to let a spirit animal posses me. I became a wolf in a barely there top. La Boum hosted the Dita Von tease after event that was o so wild with characters out of the post goth scenster group. Though we had seen the downtown blipster dancing to Bowie as the bohoes got down to some TLC this new intertwining made for quite stunning eclecticism.
edie


dame westwood
Sasha
Ian




Robzy
NQ






Here are some pics from right before the night started.







I enjoyed a nice chill time the next night as I really didn't expect much other than a chill night with a few friends. As I walked in a blues band was going on in full swing the environment was like some type of historical dilapidated downtown gem. I wish I could smell the burgundy leathers' burgundy spills and intensity of smoke. The night was nice quaint an just what I needed relaxation with some stimulation.

cocoa jenny mo
Kelli


A Castle in the clouds
NAna naNa




Another Friday was now here and I slowly fell into a vicious cycle of teddys that only involved tequila, designer clothing, and indifference... It was an emotionless blast as this time around me and my sister Vanni went with Rox and Rie Rie... While I was in the patio, Rox ran to the restroom where countless snorting sounds crescendoed. Along with the sounds of fiends and waifs on H, she also saw a sad underage court jester fully loaded and crying. As she helped the brainless from the harmful she got snuffed. The beast stepped out and away she went stumbling and buffoonish, roughly dropping onto vanni and tripping n everyone and herself... A subtle giggle came out of my mouth before I grew rather sad at the state of today's youth...

Rox and little sister
Rie Rie

Roozrokh and roll
Myles
Lady's and Gentlemen... the Waifs
Me and Faux MJ

Matt and Linds
the vampire Greko's prey baby AJ


sophia and christian


The next day I made my way away from LA for much needed transient disapearence. Palm Springs was where it was, we had gone for my manager's 22 birthday. We made it there just in time for happy hour... blur






















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PASSWORD IS SHANGRI-LA


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R.I.P. MARC JACOBS... YOU WERE THE BEST DOG I HOPE ALL DOGS DO GO TO HEAVEN AND ALL ASSHOLES WHO SPEED IN THEIR BLACK 6 SERIES BMW BURN IN HELL... NO MORE A.D.D. DOG I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING... BYE