Suede Shoes, Blue Pants, & A Fishnet Tank With Gucci Shades.
So on the cool day yesterday, it concluded at a club somewhere in greenwich village.
Now...The following events are all occured at three in the afternoon. Oh yeah, its that epic.
We arrive at a night club, i hop off of my Solex and walk inside with my fellow Citroen guys.
Half of the group was outside but i went inside, this was by far the most insane shit ive ever seen.
There was a DJ, he was pretty dope..trying to be different and all.
Everyone was drunk as hell...falling over everywhere, dancing on tables..crazy stuff.
Then there was this guy who looked like he stepped off of the set of a clockwork orange..wearing white leggings, astro boots...a blue baggy T-Shirt that said something in french on it (Possibly "Happy Bastile Day") and a dope mask that was more like a light up hood, planking over the crowd..holy fuck its a party i guess.
I headed to the bathroom to then meet a actor from austria..he was drunk but cool.
Thankfully i left..i think i had my first legit manhattan white girl experience.
As i leave this guy who was wearing suede shoes, blue pants, and a fishnet tank with gucci shades. approached me and asked...
"Are you with the party?"
I said
"Naw...whats up with your shirt though?"