Boots and boys

That title is a joke. I don't really like neither. HAAH. I'm going to picture post at 1.. 2.. GO

Walked the streets of down town LA with my man Andrew and did some fork bending at Philippe's after Olvera st.

Gaby and I were seven year olds for the night. It's the only time of the year where we can kick each others ass with our pillow cases filled with candy in the middle of the street or on someones doorstep. It works. (only the most attractive pictures)

We later felt like not seven but three year olds for eating, rolling around in and bathing in our pile of candy. We ate a good 78% of all our candy for the night. After we were jazzed up on candy, we sang Birthday Sex, Brittney Spears, Jeffree Star and many more, to each other till we choked on our saliva and peed everywhere. We even sang Skeet Skeet.. Look it up.

Seriously, who else would I be able to make fun of shitty bands with? And later fall asleep watching youtube videos of old people falling. Only three people in this world that I know of.. nope four, Andrew counts :) that I can make fun of everything I don't like, with out regret.