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So Grant and Tara, my two best friends in New York City, both ened
up leaving town within a few days of each other. Grant headed out to
LA to film a pilot for a TV show, and Tara decided to move back to
her hometown of Houston, TX *sniffle*. Before she left, we decided
to send her off in style with a Happy Birthday / Goodbye Party! Wheee!
On Tuesday, Sept. 30th, I met up with Tara for birthday lunch
at Cafe Liebowitz on Spring Street. Here she is using her actual ID
to legally procure alcohol for the first time ever. Look at lil', mini,
sixteen
year-old Tara in the corner. Awwww, lil' baby's all growed up!
Here's Tara taking her first sip of alcohol ever...
..."My throat feels like burning."
Wednesday, October 1st
The next night, a whole bunch of us headed over to Sin Sin for the
Happy Birthday / Goodbye Forever Party Spectacular. Here's me and my
co-worker Zara in the cab on the way over.
We arrived to find the bday girl already sucking down free drinks.
After the guests started showing up...here's The Fatty and Zara...
...Big Daddy in the house...
...mopey, emo Vinay...
...hooded Nazita...
And special crotch-grabbing rock-star appearance by Sarah Lewitinn...
...it was time for the birthday girl to open PRESENTS! It's my firm
belief that no home library is complete with out Richard's Pryor's 1982
seminal
cinema
classic
"The
Toy."
Here are the "Healthy Brain Pills" that can only be procured in Chinatown
in a store near my house. Now that Tara's getting up there in years,
I decided it would be a crime to risk her not having a healthy brain.
Oh, and mints and gum. LOTS of mints and gum. Anyone who's talked to
Tara in a room smaller than a convention center knows why she got these.
Babygirl's got breath that could knock a buzzard off a shit-truck at
40 yards. Hahahahaha. (Okay, Tara doesn't really have bad breaffff at
all. I just totally made that up because I heard my uncle say that buzzard
line at a family party
like
10 months
ago
and I've
been
patiently waiting to use it somewhere on this site but the opportunity
just hasn't presented itself. So Tara, you're my inadvertant bad breath
casuality. Sorry, sugar.)
And last but not least, a color-your-own "Velvet-Art" Unicorn Poster.
Awwww, yeah. Who loves ya, baby?
The Fatty and Sarah.
Colin (Big Daddy) and Dave (The Fatty).
Birthday girl again.
Me and Sarah.
Jess (Kirsten Dunst's hotten, magenta-tressed lil' sister) and Tara.
I try not to post bad pictures of my friends...unless they're particularly
exceptional. Considering this the best worst-picture of Sarah I've
ever seen,
it's gets posted. Just looking at it makes me laugh.
Later on that night, Vin and I went to Lit where we ran into Candy...
...and this guy! I wish I could remember his fucking name! ARgh! He
was a total Staten Island-style guido who was pretty much the friendliest
guy I've
ever
met. He saw us taking pictures and wanted to take a look at my camera...which
of course led to us taking pictures with him.
Check out the sauce stains on his shirt. Awesome.
Thursday, October 2nd
Here we are packing up the last of Tara's apartment...
...and here's Tara later that day getting ready to leave her apartment
for the last time EVER!
And here's a picture of the new tat Tara got the day before leaving.
It's a Mark
Ryden painting from his blood series.
Later that night, we went for coffee and treats at Ferrara's bakery.
What's cuter than Tara in her little heart sweater holding a little
I heart NY cake? Farewell, my sweet little faggot! You'd
better come visit soon!
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