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amber

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appears with…

vin39
me28
!dance15
grant13
!strangers12
!best11
!misshapes9
!kiss8
fatty7
!tongue6
!karaoke4
!double fist3
!hug3
leigh3
!prom3
!smoke3
amy k2
!boobs2
!crowd2
!fur hat2

amber — ...and even long-time-no-see Crazy Amber!

amber — Smoking on the sidewalk.

amber — You found out...I've got a. crush. on. you.

amber — Inside, we ran into the lovely Amber.

amber — Super smiley.

amber — Crazy Amber in the house! Wooo!

amber — Amber was in full-effect that night. Every time Lawrence would look away, Amber would start dancing all sexy and freaking him from behind without touching him. Do you know how hard it is to dance all fast behind someone without touching them and accidentally giving yourself away? Girl's got skills.

amber — Kat, Amber and the Fatty.

amber — Amber, Fatty, Vin, Aya and Kat all came over to my apartment and we had ourselves a few drinks and shot the shit - and then when it got late enough to avoid the crowds, we started walking west. Here's Amber (looking like a lil' Disney cartoon) and the Fatty.

amber — Kat and Amber on the dancefloor.

amber — Amber (looking like a Disney character again, except this time: not so cute) and Kat.

amber — Amber (this time just looking like hot-ass normal self) and me.

amber — Well, ok. That's a little better.

amber — Leigh and Crazy Amber (looking decidedly un-crazy in this photo).

amber — Amber and my magical disappearing chin.

amber — Amber harassing people she doesn't know.

amber — Amber and Gibby.

amber — Leigh and Amber.

amber — Jason and Amber were pretty much the only other people in the place.

amber — Amber, Tha Ladies' Choice and me.

amber — Bonnie and Amber looking cute.

amber — After the group had convened at Motor City, we all headed westward to check out Misshapes.

amber — Awww! Look at the linked-arm drinking buddies. So cah-yoot.

amber — Bonnie and Amber shower Vin with magical birthday love.

amber — Amber, Bonnie and Marco.

amber — Is there anything in the world better than a photo where Fatty's giving the cocked, disco eyebrow?

amber — Awwww. Friends! Yay.

amber — Amber and Counter.

amber — After a thorough bronskying - Amber managed to lure Sarah into the feigned kiss with the old "don't worry, I'll cover your mouth" trick. Then as soon as she got in there she parted her fingers and slipped in the tounge. Savage! (Hey guy in the background, cheer up! Checkered shirts will be cool again soon!)

amber — After she'd finished rolling around on top of that girl she didn't know, Amber hopped up with a quickness to give Sarah a "bronsky." (Credit for that phrase goes to Candy. I was telling her about how strippers put their boobs in your face and shake them and she was like "Oh, you mean a bronsky?" Hahah. I guess all girls with stripper names know all the "inside terms.") Look at Sarah wrinking her face in ecstasy.

amber — Yay, party!

amber — Amber (check out the butt dimples...woo!) helps Vin bundle up.

amber — Some people pride themselves on knowing when a party's "winding down" and leaving at the "right time." But anybody who really parties knows that those people are pussies who are just trying to come up with an excuse that sounds cooler than "If I'm going to make it to work tomorrow I really should've been in bed over an hour ago."

amber — Amber showing the open bar a little double-fisted love.

amber — And we ran into Amber!

amber — Amber with the "kitty cat."

amber — A few minutes later he saw me carousing with these ladies and offered to take some pictures of us. He said this one was nice, but he wanted something...dirtier.

amber — ...YOU'RE DRUNK!

amber — How's this? (Check out Amber totally doing the sneaky reach-around boobie grab). Hey Amber....

amber — After Amber and Vin got a few drinks in them it was time for the big...

amber — Me, Amber and the Vin.

amber — Crazy Amber.

amber — "Holy shit Amber, is she ringing your titty like it's a doorbell?"

amber — Ding-dong! Nipple doorbell!

amber — Amber and Lauren.

amber — See? Moves being busted.

amber — Once Ellen got wind of the shenanigans she quickly got "DubDees" in on the mix (check out Amber's "oh my god" face as she stares down the cavernous cleavage of Ellen's Grand Canyon)

amber — Afterwards we went to Piano's where Amber totally won the "see who get a better photo with this guy" contest. Red gloves? Two sets of handcuffs? Bondage collar? There's so much going on here I don't even know where to start the joke.

amber — Later that evening Amber and I went over to Remote Lounge and met up with Jamie Kirkpatrick for some Sid & Buddy karaoke.

amber — Get a load of this one.

amber — Amber makes one of her trademarked faces next to Marco.

amber — Amber, Julia and Julia's friend (who I'm pretty sure lives in San Francisco now too. Hey, if you ever read this, email me. I'll steal you a beer sometime).

amber — I ran into Amber who sang into a rose for the last of Sarah's wonderful set.

amber — Amber.

amber — Soooo good!

amber — And kissing his boo boo.

amber — When Amber offered me a piggyback, I made sure I held on.

amber — You know how sometimes when you've been drinking it seems like a good idea to give someone a piggy back and then spin them around as fast as you can?

amber — Amber helping the Grizza up.

amber — Heh? Who?

amber — You know you go out to much when you see yourself in a photo like this and ask "Wait, haven't I already seen this photo before?"

amber — I think Grant had gotten a leg cramp on the dance floor and Amber's helping him get it out. Aw, that's nice.

amber — Keep in mind - not only was this happening in public, it was happening on public while I was standing on a stage.

amber — Well, um, it's not. Grant managed about 3 spins before he lost his balance and sent Amber careening into the stage. (Which, because I knew was coming, I was able to masterfully capture with my camera).

amber — In fact, the true hat tip goes to my man, Grant. I think he actually managed to rim Amber through her jeans. Way to get in there, my friend.

amber — Amber's well known across NYC for her drunken propensity to grab errant strangers and drag them onto the dance floor.

amber — Wooo! Woooo! Welcome to I'm-Pretending-To-Rim-Yousville.

amber — Grant had the cam for this one - so I'm not entirely sure why he's got a beer bottle next to Amber's head. For perspective, maybe?

amber — Me and Amber doing our best Saturday Night Fever.

amber — ...invite the three of us to share the stage with him.

amber — Yeah, when the ass worship photos start - you know things have totally spiraled out of control. In fact, after ass worship, only one stop remains on the embarrassing train of intoxication...

amber — Not one to be left out, Amber quickly followed suit with a bra flash. (Check out Matt all busted getting his pervy peep on).

amber — The view from the stage.

amber — Me gettin' a smooch.

amber — Amber and Grant.

amber — And then late night, I met up with Amber and Grant at M Bar for a night of Sid and Buddy Karaoke! Woo! The moment we walked in the door we were handed shots - compliments of...

amber — ...when he's really just interested in egging Amber on to see how close she'll actually come to...

amber — Amber pays homage.

amber — Afterwards, Grant and Jen Choi pussed out and went back to my apartment to crash (Grant had just got back from LA and was crashing in my spare bedroom because he still a subletter in his place) and Vin, Amber and I went on to Lit to be idiots and dance. Check out Vin's raver-face. So awesome.

amber — Then Amber joined us.

amber — Hahaha.

amber — Fatty took the less violent approach and actually succeeded by realizing that starting with the can touching your head would work better than starting out holding the can fourteen inches away.

amber — Look! It's crazy Amber and Jen D.

amber — Vin and Amber tried to sneak out unnoticed at 4am! Busted!

amber — Vin and Amber.

amber — Movie with Amber and Vin!

amber — Then we bundled up (so fuuuuucking cold out)...

amber — And headed over to the Hole. The end.

amber — Amber met up with us. Here's Vin wishing he had more tequila.

amber — "Vin! Quick, grab my boob and pretend you're my boyfriend so Marco gets discouraged and stops trying to hook up with me."

amber — "Ummmm, I know your name is Marco, Marco. We're roommates. Remember?"

amber — Met up with Vin and Amber at Lit again.

amber — Then Amber dragged a bartender out to come join our party.

amber — Take note: Dancing while taking pictures results in artsy photos.

amber — And so our three-person dance party began.

amber — If you look at the first pic, you'll see Vin's making the "Ahh! What are you doing to me?" face - but in the second one he's caught on and is smiling. Sooo funny.

amber — Fake kissing.

amber — Double fisting.

amber — Say, wha?

amber — Hahahaha.

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