smashing. pumpkins.
This halloween, we attended Vice Magazine’s 15 year anniversary party. It was held at a warehouse located 2 blocks away from our apt. Justin and I had a few people over to our place beforehand, which somehow turned into 30 people prancing about our place in their costumes. Sort of the norm for our abode.
The Vice party reminded me of those underground clubs in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle the movie…the non-animated movie. Quicksilver came and built a skate ramp and there was small hipster skater boys going back in forth on the pipe. Thanks to our “skip the line” wristbands we got in fast. Unfortunately for the 1000 in line waiting…they had to wait their turn.
The party had a 1994 theme to it. I was Tonya Harding and spent a total of $6 - which was the purchase of the “club” (a pipe from a hardware store) to beat knees all night. While at the party I ran into a Nancy Karrigan who asked me to take a photo with her beating her knee (pic above). Justin and Darius were Kris Kross. They got corn rows in their hair at an awesome african american beauty parlor - that was after they were denied by 6 before 1 agreed to do their hair. Justin’s hair wasn’t long enough so the lady gave him 3 little extensions on each side which resulted in a total of 6 corn row bangs. I couldn’t walk I was laughing so hard.
Highlight costumes from the party: the new years eve ball (1994 of course) and a building, Pee Wee Herman, R Kelly, Wayne’s World and Pulp Fiction characters EVERYWHERE.
It was one of those halloweens I’ll remember for a life time. Somewhere in a warehouse in Brooklyn. Dancing my ice skating derelict heart out.
