all photos: Sexy Fitsum
So, I’m on gchat with Chris Burns on Thursday and he’s like:
Yeah, so much shit going down Friday night, Disco city may be mellow.
Yeah, right.
Granted, after I make my way in post Hirshhorn (with Dakota) and after Beach House downstairs (Lexie powering through an impromptu photo shooting for that cause) it is a lickle emptyish but by midnight, there is a goddamn dance circle, man on woman on man sweat, some dance offing and (and I quote) “white boys working it out” all around me.
Dancing like they’ve (quite probably) never danced (in public) before.
Bonus points to Andrew for taking requests and occasionally veering into the “not quite obscure” territory, which got everyone in a man tank and their lady friends extra excited.
The collective BYT staff arrives from Apes/HEALTH, and The Dodos/Les Savy Fav plus a few other spots and before you know it is a jungle. Of sorts.
Apparently the mood was so high that people ended up rolling out to Jimmy Valentine’s for US Royalty’s after-after party, but I needed some beauty rest.
Every once in a while, it is important.
