Kaospilot Holiday party at Limn.
I'm getting used to dressing up.
I arrive alone.
Witness, dancing beneith a giant, outdoor, umbrella, Scandinavian wiggle worms. Dressed in flashy attire, and styled hair, handsomly tall and thin. Everyone is laughing and friendly. I love the girl who designs her own clothes she just dances the way she wears. That boy is doing the Boogie-Woogie! I get introduced to the The Margarita King I assure you he's worth the look, I could stuff Giovanni, margarita and all under my armpit. He handed me his card, I love that! I watched Ketan roll Anthony across the gallery floor, oooh watch out for the urns of grass (art) crash! (Not to worry, Anthony really just walked away with his brusied ego.) Ketan's way of drawing out the truth in people and pushing the rest aside. If you aren't in that bit of truth, he usually pushes you aside too.
We should go bowling.