It's been an unusually quiet Flux Thursday. I took Jenslinky and another redhead to the NY Press Summer Party, where we consumed plate after plate of free foods and many cocktails while ogling the varied specimens of humanity swarming around us.
The weirdest phenomenon was the matching liquor company girls. Like, three young ladies who are all the same size and have the same hair and could be easily mistaken for each other, all wearing Smirnoff shirts and just hanging around the dance floor. Like, these girls are brought to you by Smirnoff (or whatever company). There were representatives from several types of liquor. My favorites are always the tattoo-sleeved rockabilly bartender girls with Betty Page pigtails. They at least are serving drinks and not just standing around getting hit on by the more obviously desperate young men.
My observation of the night: Beware good-looking people.
The weirdest phenomenon was the matching liquor company girls. Like, three young ladies who are all the same size and have the same hair and could be easily mistaken for each other, all wearing Smirnoff shirts and just hanging around the dance floor. Like, these girls are brought to you by Smirnoff (or whatever company). There were representatives from several types of liquor. My favorites are always the tattoo-sleeved rockabilly bartender girls with Betty Page pigtails. They at least are serving drinks and not just standing around getting hit on by the more obviously desperate young men.
My observation of the night: Beware good-looking people.