Blazer's barely off and Tresor's late shift is still whispering my name — round two is a very real option. Talk me into going back out, or talk me into bed?
Blazer's barely off and Tresor's late shift is still whispering my name — round two is a very real option. Talk me into going back out, or talk me into bed?
Ancient Methods is playing OXI and I'm already on the train — blazer on, plans loose, cheap entry rewards the fast movers. You meeting me at the door?
The Halloween weekend finally beat me — pizza's ordered, the blazer surrendered to the floor, and this couch isn't losing me till sunrise. Keep me company while I recover?
Halloween weekend refuses to end and honestly neither do I — Sunday afterhours at KitKat starts soon and the blazer is doing all the work tonight. Meeting me at the door or riding there with me?
Somebody decided a Sunday needed a rave on a boat and I'm obviously not making it home tonight. The lower deck has the better bass anyway. You finding me up on deck or down here with me?
Found a kinky techno Halloween with an actual dress code and I took the brief seriously — harness, horns, boots, done. Tell me I nailed it before I hand my phone over at the door?
Ten floors, twenty DJs, and the city's biggest costume night kicks off tonight — but the spicy margarita pre-game clearly came before the outfit. Come help me decide which half I'm skipping?
Len Faki is playing Figure Nacht at RSO and I'm running on tequila and pure confidence at this point. Boots made it, the rest of the outfit didn't — still coming with me?
Sound Metaphors festival at Berghain is still going and the shower did absolutely nothing to slow me down. Outfit's still sitting on the bed where I left it. You'd really let me walk out like this?
KitKat went full Halloween tonight and my costume is technically two pieces of lace and a pair of horns — which feels very on brand for that place. Glitter's on, self-control isn't. Coming with or staying home?