so by never attend dinner parties cuz im like so manhattan...i mean....:-/

so after all the shit i talked yesterday...whatd i end up doing last night? attending a dinner party in the Lower East Side. Did the drew bring wine? NOPE. but...the love was there nonetheless. There was a tempeh vegetable stir fry over brown rice and that pellegrino was flowin (i was the lone asshole with a glass of bourbon).

it was four humans (me included)...

...a chihuahua named Lola...




...and a sharpe/pug mix named Coco who only gets away with how crazy she is cuz shes so fuckin cute its ridiculous. total nutjob though