Pregaming for Singalong, kitted out in team colours.
“Candy Canada,” a red-headed slut ensemble I created one day upon discovering these INSANEBALLS gold lamé and denim chaps n’ shorts and a sassy red wig at the vintage store where I worked p/t during several busy Halloween slut-costuming seasons.
I think I am winning Throwback Thursday.
Throwback Thursday… Still proud of my self-draped toga design, but the Dina Lohan hair colour makes me cringe.
Red hair re-up. (Shhhhh… if people think it’s natural, they don’t judge me for speaking cuntonese!)
If there were ever any doubt that I am an insane, jazzhandsy spazz, this picture of me singing a duet with my pal Abby (TO “ENDLESS LOVE,” OF ALL THINGS) should dispel that completely and permanently. (And yes, that is a leopard print belt I’m sporting… someone challenged me to wear leopard, and I am not one to back down from a wardrobe challenge.)
[Pic by Baron S. Cameron, via FB]
I don’t know what I did to deserve this rad picture Danforth France drew of me, but I’m superfuckingstoked about it.
2 days, 2 dudes, 2 dates. Let’s do this, libido.
But first, a little free drinkons/work party.
HNY from me and my arsenal.
Played around with some settings in the new Google+ Creative Kit… (original here)
Vancouver Pro-Tip: the restrooms on the lobby level at the Rosewood Hotel Georgia have some pretty dope GPOY lighting.