I have been so bored of night life, right now there isn't a batch of inspiring faces that there used to be. I remember and craved the days of the amazing nights of the so called it kids in LA with their jolie laide style. There once was a time where every bitch didn't use some meta form of self expressions that ended in an army of the yuppie semi in the loop look of the day... everyone truly had an obscure reference they plucked into reality. I hate the army.
Thursday night I went to Shelby's birthday where they threw a crazy cockettes themed gathering... things got strange.
The next night I went to dinner and caught up with a childhood friend who I was so fortunate to have grown in the similar vein as me, after the barely there bite that accompanied the pitchers of beer we ran over to S&M and danced for a while before going to my house for tea and talks
The next day Dani and I went on a little adventure grabbing a bite with Papa Simon White running to the thvm sale and wondering around little Tokyo
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