justice

through an inexplicable turn of events i found myself in possession of ticket to the sold-out justice concert @ terminal 5 just hours before it began last night. i dressed up as hipster as humanly possible & headed to the city with reilly & josh where we'd be meeting up with a bunch of other friends. the night turned into a case of "everything is going my way", or, to quote allison, "i wanted it & so i got it". in the same way new years eve did. using our girlish wiles, reilly & i convinced our comrades we should breech the pit floor instead of waiting until later in the night to do so. this, for better or for worse, got us stuck on the floor raving for five and a half straight hours. every dj who performed was good - but even more amazing than justice was uffie. her surprise appearance almost caused me to faint, which really confused the stranger with which i was dancing. in summation, it was the craziest, most extraordinary concert/rave experience ever, from the shower of balloons to the showers of mysterious liquids, from dancing with no skirt to sweating my skirt off, from coincidentally finding friends in the crowd to losing our friends completely & finding ourselves so close we could touch the stage.... & uffie was there.


"+5 hipster points for just standing near me"
how to win the hipster award: cut up white t-shirt, american apparel skirt, completely pointless disco glasses, $1 second-hand black purse, & an attitude to match lawlzZZzz



the world

simultaneously forming a 3-person unbreakable barrier to protect our feet & our souls