So after a long day at the Beverly Hills Hotel for the Ad Age Conference I dragged my tired big booty to the BPM anniversary party. Thank God Duc took me 'cause I would not have made it there. Vic and Arlene met us there. Here's Vic and Duc being celebs on the red carpet...
We paid $20 bucks for parking but there was no line at the door and the party was free! You can't beat free! Music instantly sounded good as we walked in. (Tiredness started setting in right about here, however.) Here's the crowd...notice hot guy in front (I swear, I think God is playing a trick on me, showing a hot man to a married woman!)
A DJ AM look-alike came on and then these two DJs in Jabbawockeez type masks appear...(this is when I start leaning on the front stage)...I'm thinking who are these guys and how can they breathe through those masks?
(Head is now officially resting on the stage.) Vic starts giving me a massive amount of crap for sleeping in front of DJs (since he is one). Here they are partying it up.
Then, Vic tells me that it's actually DJ AM in the red hat and DJ Z-trip in the black face mask. I jump to my feet and start dancing. This is the point where I go from being a bad fan to a poser. :)
This is the point where I know things have turned bad. Alas, we wait for 2 Live Crew who come out and get the crowd going, again. Sadly, my best picture of one of them is with a girl's hand and camera in the shot.
Overall, a very good night. Aside from the fact that I almost collapsed, it was very memorable. Thanks, guys, from sticking it out with me. You are true friends!
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