It is not often I hit 4 parties in one night, but Saturday I did just that.  I had to hit up some birthday parties and stuff, so I figured I would just run around Brooklynand see what was what. Brooklyn is 100 times better than the city on Saturday.  I was in Manhattan to see a movie and just driving through the LES made me want to shoot myself in the fucking head.  Anyway, instead of telling the story of the night and then showing pictures, let’s tell the tale via the pictures.  If you want to see the whole gallery just click here.  Also, because I was doing 15 things at once, I forgot to upload all the vertical images, so the tale will be told via the horizontal.  It is safer that way.  That means if you check out the gallery and you see only horizontal images, just wait it out, the vertical ones will be up shortly.  Let’s begin.

Firstly I went to Ellen Stagg’s birthday party at Legion.  If I invented a fake girlfriend in my head, she would pretty much be it. She is an amazing photographer, one of the hottest people I know, and is a complete pervert.  I am not sure how a better woman could exist… I guess she could want to touch me in bad ways, but not everyone is perfect.

At Legion I met one of Ellen’s favorite models Justine Joli.  I am a pretty big fan of Ellen’s work of her and after taking a few shots of her I could see why Ellen loves working with her.  Pretty much every face she made was on point.  We talked for maybe 3 minutes and discussed both of our sex lives within the first 30 seconds.  I could possibly be in love.  Maybe not, but I hope I get to shoot her one day.

Then I went over to The Charleston on Bedford and N. 7th primarily to pick up some money that I was owed for the SPW event I covered on New Years, but also to hang out with my friend Brendan and to flirt with his girlfriend who gave me the free pizza she got when she bought a beer.  I had not eaten in 22 hours, so it was pretty damn amazing.  I also got a Shirley Temple which was pretty fucking awesome too.  Also, Brendan was playing Earth Crisis when I walked in the door which was pretty hilarious.  I love those kids.

So I am on my way to Savalas when I run into Nick The Duke.  He had just been jumped by this guy we used to know in Richmond.  The dude is kinda a psycho and jumped Nick years ago.  We thought that shit was past us.  The guy is a grown man, I don’t know what the hell he is doing sucker punching people two on one.   It is pretty weak.  Nick was fine though and I am sure that guy will get his eventually. Nick was coming from the Play Hard Social Club party at a secret spot on N. 3rd and Kent, so I headed over there.

The party was pretty bumping for 3AM.  I ran into Prince Terry who I have not seen in far to long and Antwan who I have not seen in even longer.  It was pretty good.  I danced around to some oldies before I realized what time it was and made like a tree and got my ass over to Savalas to wish Michael T a happy 42nd.

So I run over to Savalas, say hi to everyone. Semi Precious was there; Jessie Lee was there; Snakes were there; good times were had. There was a penis cake and I took a bunch of pictures and was about to leave when I decided a better use of that time was hitting on this girl for a minute.  I bought her some sort of Mexican hot pocket from a guy with a cooler and we kissed briefly, mouths tasting of some sort of mysterious meat product and then I drove home.  All the photos of her are vertical, so you are just going to have to wait until they are uploaded, and take your best guess to who she was.  Anyway, good day to you.  The last nudes will be up later today and then I guess we start with the Sundance shit.  Hopefully soon I will be caught up and we can move on to bigger and better adventures together.

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