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More photos from my summer trip to Seattle.


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Sea Town

Photos from my trip to Seattle this summer.


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Photo Booth

With Echo


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Flash Back : Summer of 2008

Things that come to mind…

Party spot: The Fur Den
Drink: Gin/Cooks Champagne
Smell: Dragons Blood
Song: To Fast For Love
Book: Peter Pan
Animal: Horse
Feeling: Raging Love

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Flash Back: Billy’s White Trash Hair Show

This was so much fun!! My dear friend Billy Bones other wise known as Mallory Fry had her very own hair salon for a time which she threw some pretty awesome hair shows for. First being the White Trash Hair Show!! It was such a blast we drank beer all night long, blacked out our teeth, got trashy and faked some pregnancies. The photos turned out fucking hilarious thanks to Keith Johnson who always does a lovely job capturing the ridiculous. Here are the ones I have left on my computer.


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Guns n Roses 18th Birthday Party

Its been forever since I did a party post…in fact I believe I only ever did one. For those of you who didn’t read that post, I have decided to share some photos and stories from the wild parties in Seattle back in the day.

My 18th Birthday and the Guns and Roses party was a night to remember, or forget….if you were drinking as much as I. For me it started early on in the day getting ready at my friend’s house. I had just come back from SF where I scored an amazing pair of fake snake-skin pants that actually looked pretty real. I got all Axled out and then went to watch my high schools play. My friend Billy Bones picked me up after with her sweet motorcycle. We made a make shift seat on the back for me and we speed off into the night. It was a long and exhilarating ride to the party which was deep in Rainer beach. As we pulled up in front of the house she revved the engine and the crowd outside turned and looked at us as we dismounted in a hair metal disarray.

The party was already pretty packed, which impressed me seeing as it was far away from anything else. I had really wanted to drink night train that night, but hadn’t thought of it enough in advance so I settled with champagne and vodka instead. I was highly entertained seeing all of the outfits my friends where wearing who had dressed up. There was a general agreement that everyone looked hotter all trashed out. The bands began playing, sadly I don’t remember the first two bands names but they where good.

The party broke to a whole new thresh hold of insanity once Sioux City Pete and The Beggars started to play. Their dark and heavy rock n’ roll was all we needed to let go. We were packed into a small basement dancing and sweating as one huge crowed, arms around each other and smiles across our faces.

Whenever The Beggars played back in the day it usually involved the crowed getting partially naked. I believe Lexi the guitarist at the time would slip out of her little black dress into her bar and underwear and then Pete would take his shirt off and yell into the crowd how hot it was and that everyone should get naked!! There was always a pack of us girls who would shed our shirts in an instant, the boys so inspired would soon follow. It was all a mass of messy fun seeing as a fucking pipe broke during the set, flooding the floor with water. We didn’t care though, we kept on dancing and rocking.

After the show was over I became aware that my snake-skin pants had indeed decided to shed their skin, and that there was a big split up the back of my ass. I figured it was probably time to head home after that but first I crawled through the grass in the back yard laughing and telling my best friend Echo that I was a tiger…I hope no one besides her saw….

The next morning I woke up and went to get dressed and couldn’t find my shirt anywhere. All of a sudden a cloud of doom appeared over my head. I called up my friend Gretchen asking “Um…did I leave the party with a shirt on last night?” She laughed and said “No. You did not.” I was pretty embarrassed that I had apparently just run around the party in my bra and GnR jacket for an hour or so after the band had finished playing. I waited in dread of the photos that would turn up and see how absolutely wasted I would look in them. Luckily Keith Johnson is an amazing photographer and only put the good ones up. All and all it was pretty hair metal even if it wasn’t my usual behavior.

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Some Awesome Movies from The Last Bowiemas

We where so blessed this year to get some really amazing footage of the final Bowiemas. I know that I was pleased to watch the madness of what had happened that night because in real life it flashed by and only seemed to last for ten minutes!!

Patrick Wright is an amazing videographer and I was so happy when he consented to come and film the last bowiemas for us!! He came the night before and filmed us setting up and was back the next night to film the whole party. I enjoyed bumping into him and hearing all the wonderful updates of what he had caught on film. I remember at the end of the night we where talking and he said “I’m not quite sure when I should leave. I feel like there’s going to be a point where everyone will be just so wasted…”  Maybe twenty minutes later I was standing with him again chatting while a certain individual was yelling at me for not serving him anymore alcohol, the angry party goer ended up bending over and mooning me while yelling my name attempting to get my attention. Patrick and I looked at each other and he said “You know there’s an old saying ‘when someone moons the bar tender its time to leave the party’. I think I’m going to go…”  And then he left.

A few weeks later he sent me the most amazing film he had made of that wild night!! Thanks so much Patrick!!!

We where also lucky enough to be sent a video from a party goer one Jeanie Derange. Her film blew Lyle and I away. We where  in awe at all that we saw and how insane they night looked for everyone.

Theres some talk of other footage being sent our way and we will certainly share them when we get them.


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the last bowiemas from Patrick Richardson Wright on Vimeo.


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