Oh, I made it there alright. Stuart was my knight in shining everything, already hanging out at the office with me when my boss decided to finally let me go after seeing the perfect white dress hanging on my coat rack.
I made it. Changing in the women’s bathroom with Stuart helping me out and staring at the same time.
I made it. In a cab headed to Brooklyn, speeding down FDR, swigging Madeira from the bottle and straightening the seams on my fishnets while Stuart’s eyes fixed on the city lights as he pulled from his flask of cheap scotch, saying how perhaps he’d never loved the city as much as in that moment.
I made it, walking into the apartment and seeing exactly the three people I wanted to see first, standing there waiting for us.
We made it.
And it was GLORIOUS*.
*A great photoset with not enough variation on the people I photographed because I wasn’t so much PHOTOGRAPHING them as just holding my camera up drunkenly and pressing the trigger. Sorry, everyone who didn’t make it into these photographs. Other people will have taken other pictures but no one’s captions will be as still-slightly-drunk-when-she-wrote-them funny. SO THERE.
the debauched debutante rides again
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I laughed SO HARD at each picture. OUT LOUD. Last night was so much nf9iuwa4 fun. I’m so happy you made it! Sorry I kept “sharing” your bottle. At least I remembered to take the cap off, most times.
Great pics! I think there’s a side of my face in there somewhere. Oh, and to sum up how my head’s feeling today:
Ugggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhghhghhhhh
also, dude, stuart’s HERE now. You can change the time back to normal time and not crazy who do they think they are greenwich time. I LOVE YOU!
Great pictures, Krissa. I’m so happy Madeira was included in your evening, being half-portuguese, myself. And, I love the new design—those lilacs are gorgeous!
What is this debaucherous event? Please provide details—-looks fun.