Oh Oh Oh!
Last night was SO MUCH FUN!
We headed out of the house around 10pm, over to Kelly's for the LUPEC Women's History Month closing party. Jennie had already left, and it was crowded, and we couldn't seem to get anyone's attention to get a drink, so after we said some hellos and I wore a pipecleaner hat for a hot minute, we decided to carry on. We traveled downtown and parked in the ole Liberty garage for the third time in two days. Decended the stairs to the sound of "Killing Moon" by Echo. Awww.
I flew to the DJ booth to give Spat a kiss and some Nick Cave records and then flew to the dance floor, where he followed Echo with Gene Loves Jezebel. Sweet.
Afterwards we made our way over to the adult beverage section of the bar where once again the lovely bartender talked me out of what I thought I wanted and made me something more delicious. Also, he looked like Simon Le Bon.
The best thing about Ceremony for sure is the people watching. There's the goth bellydancer from my distant past; there's lots of children of the night in various states of funky fabulousness; there was a no doubt Point Park student masquerading as Peter Berlin; and there was the Sorcerer and his Apprentice. They arrived at about 11:30pm. The Sorcerer was a medium height, medium build long haired bearded fellow in a long black velvet frock coat and top hat. His Apprentice was tall, skinny, wearing leather pants, a black tattered t shirt, leather jacket, dog collar, white face paint and long black hair with ponytails. The two of them skulked around for a bit, and then the Apprentice eventually took to the dance floor and did the most sinewy grinding sexual dancing with a variety of girls and boys. By the end of the night, The Apprentice and Peter Berlin had finally found each other and put on a graphic porn show for our voyeuristic delight. Seriously, it was worth the $4 admission price even if I hadn't gotten to dance to tones on tail. I can't wait to go back.
Last night was SO MUCH FUN!
We headed out of the house around 10pm, over to Kelly's for the LUPEC Women's History Month closing party. Jennie had already left, and it was crowded, and we couldn't seem to get anyone's attention to get a drink, so after we said some hellos and I wore a pipecleaner hat for a hot minute, we decided to carry on. We traveled downtown and parked in the ole Liberty garage for the third time in two days. Decended the stairs to the sound of "Killing Moon" by Echo. Awww.
I flew to the DJ booth to give Spat a kiss and some Nick Cave records and then flew to the dance floor, where he followed Echo with Gene Loves Jezebel. Sweet.
Afterwards we made our way over to the adult beverage section of the bar where once again the lovely bartender talked me out of what I thought I wanted and made me something more delicious. Also, he looked like Simon Le Bon.
The best thing about Ceremony for sure is the people watching. There's the goth bellydancer from my distant past; there's lots of children of the night in various states of funky fabulousness; there was a no doubt Point Park student masquerading as Peter Berlin; and there was the Sorcerer and his Apprentice. They arrived at about 11:30pm. The Sorcerer was a medium height, medium build long haired bearded fellow in a long black velvet frock coat and top hat. His Apprentice was tall, skinny, wearing leather pants, a black tattered t shirt, leather jacket, dog collar, white face paint and long black hair with ponytails. The two of them skulked around for a bit, and then the Apprentice eventually took to the dance floor and did the most sinewy grinding sexual dancing with a variety of girls and boys. By the end of the night, The Apprentice and Peter Berlin had finally found each other and put on a graphic porn show for our voyeuristic delight. Seriously, it was worth the $4 admission price even if I hadn't gotten to dance to tones on tail. I can't wait to go back.
1 Comments:
OOOHHH! I was wondering why you left so soon.
XO
WD
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