But I had to laugh at the Newport Beach Film Festival’s very O.C. fundraising event. Just got this in the mail:
The Newport Beach Film Festival invites you to celebrate the art of intimate apparel showcased live on male and female models in a photo gallery setting. DJ, hors d’oeuvres and hosted bar provided. Sponsored by Level Vodka, Karl Strauss, Riviera Magazine, Vic Huber Studios, Quartararo & Associates and Bloomingdale’s.
I guess technically it isn’t a stripper show if there aren’t any poles.
I guess technically it isn’t a stripper show if there aren’t any poles.
And if they don’t continue to take it off…
They don’t do they?
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now, is “the art of intimate apparel” about the art of wearing it, or about the (more likely) art of taking it off?
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Um, can we just stick hot pokers up Hobie’s ass and call it a day?
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http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=539675
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Wow. You and Nico weren’t exaggerating. He’s a cross between Scott Weiland and Vanilla Ice but aging at twice the rate of either. Scary monsters.
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At first, I read that as “inmate apparel” and thought that was equally O.C.
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That’s just triggered off the thought of “infinite apparel”. A Möbius straitjacket?
I’ve just confused myself.
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Let’s go! It sounds like fun!
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