AND SHE WAS

memory: this picture is from one of the drunkest nights of my life. i was broken up with via text (still loling) that day and was let out of my temp job early so I ended up buying a bunch of shit at urban (which I left on zach’s roof and never bothered to collect) and accidently purchased a $12 frozen yogurt at 16 Handles before going to the gawker.tv meetup where I got smashed. i think tequila shots were involved? anyway, icing was the new hot thing last summer and I’m pretty sure I was involved in a bodega run to get smirnoff’s that night. trends are weird (poor kirk!). finally, after drinking far too much, I got on the manhattan bound L towards 8th avenue to go home and somehow woke up on the manhattan bound L at Lorimer. full L train rotation? sounds impossible but apparently it happened to me! I’m lucky I didn’t end up with some hobo’s dick in my face. i threw up the whole next morning. the point of the story is: i need to dye my hair this shade of red again.