My Sunday started with a friend’s suggestion to meet for
brunch at Limon Jungle. DJ Matty Glitterati spins for their brunch, and usually
Bootsie LeFaris hosts. But according to the Facebook invite, Tina Burner was
supposed to be filling in (I’d just seen them both perform in
Distorted
Broadway on Friday... click here
for my write-up for Next and here for my Facebook album). Turns out
neither was there, so we basically had a laid-back brunch with Glitterati and unlimited drinks.
By the time Glitterati had told me he was putting me on his
list for his Mission Sundays party at Santos Party House that evening, I was a
good 3 frozen margaritas past the dance class I was planning on taking. So I
joined my brunch mates for a movie and more alcohol at a friend’s house, opting
to buy my own bottle of vodka rather than trusting the Georgi our host had put
through a Brita water filter.
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| that might be cazwell. |
Mission
turned out to be a really great time! The first thing I noticed (besides Miss
Pussy Couture at the door) was the abundance of shirtless men! Hot men! Between
them, the hot music, and the go-goes in the jock straps, I would have been
totally awesome. But then Mila Jam gave a dance performance to her new single
“Masters of the Universe” (with an awesome nod to the Tetris theme), serving a black-light-with-body-paint effect!
I
didn’t even know til the next day that I’d missed the 5-6 open bar (as if I
needed free liquor at that point).
On my way out, I noticed Ari Kiki’s post about performing at
Tina Burner’s one-night-only Invasion of Stonewall, so I shot up to the Village
with a fist full of dollar bills! Tina turned it out with her guests, Ari Kiki,
Brenda Dharling, Jada Valenciaga, and Kiki Darling. They even brought up Kizha
Carr (as a boy), who’d just found out he’d been cast in
Book of Mormon. Click here
to check out my Facebook album from the show.
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| that fuck-you-god song from book of mormon |
After a dynamic show (including a live rap from Jada), I
hopped across the street to see Sir-Honey Davenport and Flippe Kikee at
Sunday Beat Juice and was elated
to run into photographer Davide Laffe, who had been living in LA. Just as I
was getting ready to leave at the sensible hour of 3, promoter John Jones popped
another bottle of champagne!
Did I mention that I still had to go cover F#&K IT
Mondays at No Parking the next night, which doesn’t get going til 1am (write up
for
Next here)?
Yeah.
Hot mess of a Sunday, no? Click here to check out when there actually was a Sunday party called Hot Mess (god did I live up to the name that night).
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