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...MisShapes. Woo.
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Sarah looking like she just stepped out of a salon.
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Paul and Sarah.
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Caitlin and Vin.
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Greg, Sarah and Andy.
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In the end, I decided that I'd come see them at Pianos in a few days and re-shoot them there with a lens that works better in the dark.
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And without a flash, the pics were just too blurry.
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Leigh.
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Yay, danceparty!
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See? All part of that "master plan" I've been talking about.
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I took a few pics of Geordon and Leigh in action, but I'd forgotten my faster lens and wasn't crazy about how the pics looked with the flash.
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Geordon.
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Karen and Bridget commiserated over my loss.
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I left the party solo and headed back into Manhattan to check out Misshapes.
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No use crying over spilled beer. Especially when it can be fixed with a smooch.
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And almost managed to capture Karen and Leigh.
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Despite probably being the oldest people there by, say, oh, I don't know...eight years, we still managed to outlast all those little fuckers.
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Leigh's boobalicious dress.
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The packed dance floor upstairs.
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Scott, Susan and Leigh.
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I don't know these people, I just wanted a picture of the boy wearing a hat with one of those mesh veils.
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The dance floor: 2:45am.
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Saturday night I met up with Vin and Mandy and after hanging out in Lit's sketch basement, we decided to head over and check out Misshapes.
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Wooo! Discolight dancing upstairs.
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Eva and me. Her hair is redder than my shirt.
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So we were dancing at Misshapes and all of sudden I see this girl on the dancefloor that I recognize, but can't place. And then it hits me, she was the crazy drunk girl that Vin was chatting up some random night over two years ago at Pioneer Bar. She graciously posed for a reunion photo. Aw.
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Bday Vin and Sar. That's it! Happy Birthday, Vin!
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Vin started busting out moves in his la-la-leather jacket which practically...
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Vin and his main lady Aya.
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Crowd shot.
vin's 28th birthday
April 24, 2004
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After the group had convened at Motor City, we all headed westward to check out Misshapes.
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Right when she got towards the end of the beer, she started pouring the remainder in her mouth. I have no idea how Uncle Grambo (in town visiting from Detroit) managed to keep a straight face.
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Leigh and Scott.
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Lookee here, it's Greg K and little Leigh. Sitting there all cute, totally oblivious to my master plan to make out with her. Well, the wheels are in motion baby, just you wait and see.
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(A Camel-faced looking) Me and Geordan.
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Lesbians are as magical as unicorns because if you're a straight boy you're totally allowed to play with their titties and it's A-OK.
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"Holy shit Amber, is she ringing your titty like it's a doorbell?"
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Vin.
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Ding-dong! Nipple doorbell!
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After returning home and doing an hour of jumping jacks to ensure I'd exorcised the majority of my spicy thai burps, I met up with Vinay and we headed over to Misshapes.
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See? Moves being busted.
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I used to never go out on Saturday nights but the Misshapes party is always fun. It's pretty much only kids that are there to dance and have fun instead of just standing in the shadowy corners and acting sulky. Ok, actually there's a lot of that too, but at least it's occasionally punctuated with a move being busted.
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Sure he might wear blue socks, but that doesn't mean that he won't dance you right off the floor until your standing there watch him do his thang with tears in your eyes because you know that the girl you had a crush on in the purple skirt is totally going to end up playing with his ding dong before the night is over.
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But hey, he's friends with Natalka, so he's good in my book.
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The night wore on and the place started to clear out, but we all kept on dancing. I thought I was being all sneaky trying to capture picture of Vin "in action" practically by himself on the dance floor.
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After M Bar, we bid Bev and Jessica goodbye and headed over to Misshapes to shake our bums.
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Me and Lauren Flax (who you may remember as the girl responsible for introducing me to the much beloved Tara)
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Here's Vin. Bum shakin.
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And Counter and Susan who did the whole "we are pretending to French" thing...
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Here's Leigh, who I had a huge crush on but hardly knew at this point because I was playing "hard to get," (also known as "being a huge pussy") after a dance floor mishap.
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Sean also managed to fall and not spill his drink. However, a serious party violation was issued for his decision to wear a neckerchief.
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Homeboy might've fallen, but saved himself from a party foul violation by managing to not spill a drop of his motherfucking drink.
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Turns out that the brand new party Sarah was DJing was the the very first of the now legendary MisShapes party. We got there just in time to catch the last of Sarah's first set. Here's Sarah with Geordon.
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Geordan and the kid who sometimes wears gold fronts (for reals, yo).
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Eve and Sarah.
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Mandy and Sarah.
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Vin getting jiggy solo on the dancefloor. (PS - he totally stole my Christmas sweater that I originally stole from my Dad! Ha!)
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Susan shows some x-ed out titty.
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And the watched her jump out on the dancefloor only to start making out with Greg the Boyfriend. Smoochy smoochy caught on film!