I’ve been eating nothing but raw foods for the past 2 days in an attempt to detox my body. It’s all good apart from the lack of caffeine = I’m a fucking zombie. Maybe it’s just my mind paying tricks on me. blehhh. In other news, whilst delving into the world of Blake Anderson[delicious] I stumbled across my new lady crush, his girlfriend, whom I don’t know the name of…. yet. I just spent some quality time swooning over her blog you should too STEAKTOOTH
Weekend was cray and full of the things I love: Rics, snakebites, Josie’s boobs, Mt Everest, eye tests, Ratty, mini road trip, slush puppies, menthols, mixed CDs, Dine-in Pizza hut, coffee, fruity lexia, face juggler, Mickey Avalon, pineapple juice, Jeffrey Campbell’s, noise complaints, interpretive dancing, balcony hangs, awkward turtle, drive-by compliments, vintage cars, Bruce, sleep.
This time around Mickey wasn’t on LSD so he managed to remember all of his lyrics. It’s sad to say it’s more fun when he’s a complete mess. But I’ll definitely be returning next year because the crowd is guaranteed babe-town errytime.