oh. and then new years happened.
vintage dress, vintage Zodiac boots, vintage jacket, borrowed belt, tights lights and under brights... elsewhere. so, new years happened. don't know if you noticed. i was house sitting in the Jefferson Airplane mansion. yes. yes i was. some out of town-ers came to party. we did. double fisted. double mouthed. double loved. awwwww.
nothing too exciting to tell. due to a puking, had to cut the night brutally short. no worries tho. up and out at 9am the next day for Breakfast of Champions. there was no breakfast involved.
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