A few pics from sidestage as taken by protégés. Some of them may have been when I was screaming and or spitting. Unfortunately missed documenting some of the more upscale moments of the event (people running onstage to simulate sex and the high-class gentleman-type who sprayed vomit thankfully in the kitty corner from my booth).
There are more to be added, but you totes know everyone’s still drunk and stuff.
Is it me or are you singing “oh what a night”?
xx
the curious musings of debutante icons 