I'd been interviewing for a job to help out a company called Watson Adventures. Before hiring me, Bret, the owner, suggested I participate in one of the hunts they organize. So Sarah, Nina and I headed up to the medieval museum at the Cloisters.
My friend Sarah was working for some fancy PR company during fashion week and invited me to some really exclusive party that MAC cosmetics was throwing. I couldn't care less, but a party's a party, right? I invited Nina (under the proviso that she's wear a dirty shirt). Nina doesn't disappoint.
After finishing the entire CONQUISTIDOR, I made the mistake of thinking that it would be a good idea to get dessert. Just my suggestion made everyone else start burping. But then when I saw there was a Cinnabon place, I couldn't resist. I ended up getting a large Cinnabon and a hot chocolate, thinking that we could all share it. Everyone else was too full to even touch the Cinnabon - so I just ate the whole thing (whoops!).
Oh my god - I don't think I've ever been so full in my life. I overate to such a degree that I actually broke into a sweat (My stomach was quickly beginning to understand why my dinner was called "The Conquistidor"). I spend the car ride home trying not to throw up everytime Nina's car hit a bump in the road.
Thursday night Nina and I went out. Other than Nina's slutty outfit (hi, what's up blazer and nothing else), the night was uneventful and I didn't (believe it or not) take any other pics.
Q: What's funnier than eight dudes jumping out of a van and crashing a party? A: Eight dudes crashing a party empty-handed and quickly proceeding to drink all the beer that other people brought. Doh!
Chris, Nina, Grant "I Did it for Science" Stoddard, me. (BTW, ever notice that as soon as I get a few drinks in me, okay more than a few, I have my mouth open in every photo? 1 in a series of 3.)
Grant, Frank and Nina. Frank took one of those "fake butt" things, cut out eye holes, glued wig-hair all over it, attached a strap-on dildo, and transformed his entire head into a giant cockn'balls. I'm not really sure what the Star Trek shirt had to do with anything...
Nina, Grant and Viola. Grant's horns came off because he was so fervently making out with Nina...see how she's missing make up and he's got white shit all over his face? Where's her hand anyway? Jesus!
Grant, dressed up as Pan (the horny god of Baccanalia, appropriately enough) and Nina dressed up as a wood-nymph (they were supposed to be from a Midnight Summer's Dream).