ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER DOLLA
Happy Friday my fellow working stiffs!! Man- the weekend is here, today is pay day and I'm ready to go bananas (I had to sing Gwen outloud to spell that, terrible.) Alright, let's get to it.
Last night was a looooong night my friends, filled with an abundunce of sexy people, spilled drinks, knockin elbows and goin ape attitudes. Massan and Asa's show was a hit, but some of the other work was errrr, eclectic and VERY modern to say the least. I have a calm approach to art and keep things as open as possible, but I do have my preferences.
I call this the Flying Sleeping Bag. Not sure what's going on here.
... and this was the Spinning Placenta?
I really liked this piece which was just a bunch of white materials looped through one another
Massan's work was great. All black and white of just everyday street life, cyclists and friends. Congrats!!
Asa's pieces were dope as well. Random shots of bandana clad emo-homo-thugs. Nah, really just peers and everyday people.
What set you claim biatch?!
Looky looky looky at my Nicky! Such cuties. Hello boys *wink*
What I love about events like this is the opprotunity to meet new artists and see some new gear. This kid right here had a sick ass hoodie on, but the picture really doesn't do it justice. The marking around the collar make it look like he used a Sharpie, but really folks, I was feelin it. The trim around the cuff and bottom were a nasty (the good version of nasty) little black and white print, a checkered interior hood and some other hooligan markings....I'm a loser. I forget the name of his brand. Oops.
Can I just please tell you how boss my ladies are? When the Good Girls and Dimes in Crime hook up, the energy is fuckin neon bright. We needed to take a break from the emo-chaos and hit the ladies room with Cherrie. Where E-40 at my ninja?
Please control yourself buddy. I know I'm shiny.
After many free drinks, Frisco's elite was ready to bust through Otis' snobby invite only door and thug the mutha out! Let's walk and talk my friend...
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OTIS=DEBAUCHARY
Otis wasn't quite filled when we got there, but there was enough energy to rile the kids up from thier coke dreams and get things going.
Oh my pretty Good Girls, bringing people together since March 2006. Starting from the left, we gots Sarah aka She-zilla, Kim$Billion, Cherrie and LP. Shout out to Kim who is taking me under her wing to teach me the art of photography (Lord knows, my pictures are shit shit shitty!)
Take one guess who that is ...
LP likes showin you her goodies ...
Randomly, there was a cute, stinky little bulldog there! I have to say, it was very brave of me to be near it because I have an extreme fear of animals. Seriously. Extreme.
Trackademics and Alicia continue to get down and funky
DJ Tap 10 and his mon cherie. They're actually getting married in Vegas this weekend. Hoot!
The Junk in the Trunk sistas tryin to get a lil somethin somethin
Ummmm ok, so this is where I get a little crazy. I drive Alicia's car myself because homegirl was stoopid drunk. She was light weight feeling gloomy, so I bump "Tell Me When to Go" and drive like a damn bat out of hell. NOT GOOD. Zoomin, we go past LeVende screaming "You fucking peasants!" (Purely inspired by Ed). It sure did make her feel better though.
Once we were at my house, I realized in my inebriated state of mind, that in my true natural form, I'm a fucking savage. A pretty little thug I am. A tender piece of gangsta. With my game face on and my toy gat in the pocket, I attacked Alicia as she went tinkle in the bathroom....
AHHHH YAK CAT CAT CAT !!!
Oh woe is me. I suddenly became extremly turned on by my kicks. Very strange...
By this time it was 3am and LP is calling us like, "Where you bitches at, I'm hungry". Dumb me got back in the car just to go get a fuckin burger. I'm still digesting the mofo. As we end our night of fun, we take one final pic:
Alicia getting smashed in the face with an onion and not even caring. Stinky Cheek. That's her new name.
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND RETARDS!!
Ciao,
HC
Last night was a looooong night my friends, filled with an abundunce of sexy people, spilled drinks, knockin elbows and goin ape attitudes. Massan and Asa's show was a hit, but some of the other work was errrr, eclectic and VERY modern to say the least. I have a calm approach to art and keep things as open as possible, but I do have my preferences.
I call this the Flying Sleeping Bag. Not sure what's going on here.
... and this was the Spinning Placenta?
I really liked this piece which was just a bunch of white materials looped through one another
Massan's work was great. All black and white of just everyday street life, cyclists and friends. Congrats!!
Asa's pieces were dope as well. Random shots of bandana clad emo-homo-thugs. Nah, really just peers and everyday people.
What set you claim biatch?!
Looky looky looky at my Nicky! Such cuties. Hello boys *wink*
What I love about events like this is the opprotunity to meet new artists and see some new gear. This kid right here had a sick ass hoodie on, but the picture really doesn't do it justice. The marking around the collar make it look like he used a Sharpie, but really folks, I was feelin it. The trim around the cuff and bottom were a nasty (the good version of nasty) little black and white print, a checkered interior hood and some other hooligan markings....I'm a loser. I forget the name of his brand. Oops.
Can I just please tell you how boss my ladies are? When the Good Girls and Dimes in Crime hook up, the energy is fuckin neon bright. We needed to take a break from the emo-chaos and hit the ladies room with Cherrie. Where E-40 at my ninja?
Please control yourself buddy. I know I'm shiny.
After many free drinks, Frisco's elite was ready to bust through Otis' snobby invite only door and thug the mutha out! Let's walk and talk my friend...
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
OTIS=DEBAUCHARY
Otis wasn't quite filled when we got there, but there was enough energy to rile the kids up from thier coke dreams and get things going.
Oh my pretty Good Girls, bringing people together since March 2006. Starting from the left, we gots Sarah aka She-zilla, Kim$Billion, Cherrie and LP. Shout out to Kim who is taking me under her wing to teach me the art of photography (Lord knows, my pictures are shit shit shitty!)
Take one guess who that is ...
LP likes showin you her goodies ...
Randomly, there was a cute, stinky little bulldog there! I have to say, it was very brave of me to be near it because I have an extreme fear of animals. Seriously. Extreme.
Trackademics and Alicia continue to get down and funky
DJ Tap 10 and his mon cherie. They're actually getting married in Vegas this weekend. Hoot!
The Junk in the Trunk sistas tryin to get a lil somethin somethin
Ummmm ok, so this is where I get a little crazy. I drive Alicia's car myself because homegirl was stoopid drunk. She was light weight feeling gloomy, so I bump "Tell Me When to Go" and drive like a damn bat out of hell. NOT GOOD. Zoomin, we go past LeVende screaming "You fucking peasants!" (Purely inspired by Ed). It sure did make her feel better though.
Once we were at my house, I realized in my inebriated state of mind, that in my true natural form, I'm a fucking savage. A pretty little thug I am. A tender piece of gangsta. With my game face on and my toy gat in the pocket, I attacked Alicia as she went tinkle in the bathroom....
AHHHH YAK CAT CAT CAT !!!
Oh woe is me. I suddenly became extremly turned on by my kicks. Very strange...
By this time it was 3am and LP is calling us like, "Where you bitches at, I'm hungry". Dumb me got back in the car just to go get a fuckin burger. I'm still digesting the mofo. As we end our night of fun, we take one final pic:
Alicia getting smashed in the face with an onion and not even caring. Stinky Cheek. That's her new name.
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND RETARDS!!
Ciao,
HC
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