As promised, here’s a recap of days Two, Three, Four, Five and Six of VJ Week here in Sea Angeles.
Enjoy:)
Gay boys… straight boys… who knows what the difference is anymore…




VJ poppin his Beverly Center cherry… and then there’s that creepy guy Isaac.



Bomb-ass Mexican food. Check.
Bomb-ass pitcher o’ Margarita. Check.
Spontaneous purchase of a deck o’ cards. Check.
Another pitcher o’ bombass Margarita. Check.
Designated Driver. Check.



Gil Duldulao’s partayyy… sans AmyJo.












Then there was Opera House, Element and more Blythe House get-togethers… Relativity kicks in from here on out.













And once again, The Alki King and Queen.








Lesson Learned:
Pat Ron is our No.1 Frenemy.