last night after penthouse mouse, these guys in the taxi next to ours asked us to come to their penthouse party, we dismissed them and continued our journey to roxanne [which we then didnt enter because of the hideous entry fee of 20 dollars.] i regret this decision.
anyway penthouse mouse was fun. i prefered observing the people who were there to see the clothes than the actual runway. it was full of very very commercial stuff i would compare to a mix between quicksilver and general pants. but everyone who was there was quite spectacular.
i didnt take many shots because i was too busy getting wasted. but heres a little slice.
i took this picture because above guy dresses like me at uni. except i dont own his pants...
vlad's delicious boots- see through [horse]
yes. you are wearing bones around your neck and a fur. thats the best. -vegetarians of the world attack. he was dressed spectacularly.
artist: sam woud- knitted necklaces and crochet cubbyhouse.
theres always a busker at the end of the night. i have a massive thing for babe buskers.
but then, doesnt everybody?
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