This is the band, Hella playing at the Larimer. The guitarist was an animal. An animal I say!
The next day, I went dancing at the 80's pop hipster makeout fest thing at the Hi-Dive.
The Dj's did every DJ faux paux known: played the same track twice, times of dead silence,
restarts of songs. Yet, I keep going...
Here's a picture of me and yes that's eyeliner.
I'm also wearing a patch of orange fiber, which used ot be a part of the Christo/Jean Claude installation
at Central Park/NYC. It came to me in a small little plastic bag. Meant to be a precious momento.
I used it as flair. It's been in the wash at least twice.
Saturday was the Japana Pajama Jama! A pajama party right outside my studio door! Amazing!
Here's Jack and I in the giant bouncing castle!
After the official pajama party, I had a slumber party in my studio! I think I had
six people crammed in there, sleeping on the couch, the bed and a giant bean bag in the
center! At least one person I didn't know! Nice to meet you too, Alison!
In the morning, we all went to breakfast, in pajamas! The wait staff didn't like us!
and all the food sucked.
