sporting quite the slutty swimwear (my night as DR!P STAR)

Thanks to a number of voters, I was chosen to be the first DR!P STAR! Naturally, I was super excited for Wednesday's pool party. Here's the winning shot:

Sure that there would be plenty of photo opps, I had a little trick up my sleeve to milk a bit of blog publicity out of this great honor.

After stopping into the Ritz for a party for D1 Music, MicHELLe and I hoofed it over to Grace Hotel.

"I want you to paint me."

MicHELLe gave me a confused look: "Huh? I'm not staying that long."

"You don't have to. You can paint me and leave. I know you've been working a lot lately."

After I changed, I pulled out the body paint supplies, asking MicHELLe to paint WWW.THEBLACKOUTBLOG.COM across my torso. As we were starting, Shequida came by (as a boy).

 

"Congrats! I have drink tickets for our first winner... What's going on here... Oh, honey, those don't look like Ws. You can get a napkin and start over again... Yeah, you're not working with much Real Estate here. You're gonna have to finish on the next line."

. o O (Shequida just offered me friendly advice on my blog advertising! Sweet!)

My first priority was spending up my drink tickets, which didn't take long at all. By the time I moseyed down to the pool, it was packed like I've never seen! I figured there was no better time to stand in the spotlight (there was literally a spotlight shining on the end of the pool) and get as much exposure as possible.

I soon learned that my boobs were sagging more than I thought, so some people had trouble reading my chest. A quick raise of the arm solved that problem (I've never danced so much with my arms above my head before in my life!).

I ran into Tré Xavier, actor and blogger, who was sporting quite the slutty swimwear.

But apparently it was working because after the Best Booty contest (which involved a bull-horn-toting drag queen and lots of showing of ass... which will be posted on Facebook forthwith), he ended up in the middle of a boy sandwich.

I really did have to blur out the other guy’s face. For some reason, he looks like he’s about 8 years old in that shot!

And here's  a photo of MicHELLe "leaving early":

Who out-queens a drag queen?!

 

So there was this white guy. A really hot white guy. At first, I thought he was a friend of Duplex’s (the one that uncomfortably flirty with me at a bar a few of months back), but it turns out this guy was much taller. And (more importantly) not off limits!

We exchanged a few flirty glances and passing phrases throughout the night, and he happened to be by the clothes check as I was leaving. I grabbed his shoulder and introduced myself when he turned around.

Him: “I know you. From around.”

Me: “Oh, well, good to see you again.”

Him: “You, too,” he said, smiling slyly as he turned to walk away. I was quite confused: you'd think I'd remember someone that hot. That confusion was soon cleared up when a little birdie (named Facebook) told me he was one of the masked performers at previous DR!P parties. 

And shout out to the clothes check guy who said twice that he was going to check out the blog!

Did I mention that it had been over a week since I’d gotten a full night of sleep? Yeah.

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Props to Holly Daggers for her awesome photos (the first two)!