In New York City, Tuesday is really Friday. In the Bizarro reality world of hanging out and being feted by companies that want to bring their products to the hands of the people that will make their shit fresh the night to party is Tuesday. Mondays and Wednesdays are popoffs as well, but Tuesdays are the truth.
If you are partying in Manhattan at a club or bar on a Friday or Saturday you are losing. I’m not going to tell you to kill yourself, but just understand that you aren’t living in the winner’s circle like me.
Hammer & Sickle vodka?!? Try to guess where this shit is from? No matter to me, an O.Bama is an O.Bama in my book. After untold rounds of H & S and Red Bull your boy didn’t fall asleep until 6pm Wednesday night.
Free booze and free giftbags for the gully.
The artists get their shirt press on. The people line up and wait eagerly.
DP politics with the fanboys. Free American Apparel t-shirts with original print designs from Todd Jones, Art Chantry and London Police is what’s up.
The man, the myth, the legend: HASHIM MILLS
Who’s the notre Dame?
the infamous Hash Mills…that’s hot!!!
Art Chantry silkscreened shirts? On a Tuesday night? Jeeez…I am losing.
How I can I be down?
Dallas, who is the hottie you were talkin to in that pic?