Dear Kathleen,
Your made-up holiday is the best ever. It's a good excuse to drink heavily, eat gluttonously, smoke ciggies, eat brownies, lay around, and do whatever the hell you want. October 7 will be reserved as the Day of Vice forever in my book.
Loving one-man conversations,
Tyra Banks
Chris learns to read, which is a magical moment on a sawdust floor
this is when they almost fought - Bic said he didn't think apple cider donuts were all they were cracked up to be. Alyssa disagreed, and actually took the donut back after this photo was taken
I'm kind of an artist
Kristina playing the piano - right before the doorman came and told her that the reason there was a cover on the piano is because they don't want people to play it.
I don't even know really
extremely close-up group shot on our cab ride down the street to the deli. Cass sure knows how to take full advantage of her vices
fresh drinks on ice for one of the day of vice co-founders
lottery tickets - no winners
Kristina don't go!!!!!
bar.
paparazzi - if you were there, you know how memorable and priceless this shot is
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