I've never danced so much at Bonbon, Susanne Bartsch and Kenny Kenny's Tuesday night shindig at the gorgeous Juliet Supperclub. Once DJ Michael Magnan came on, he had me on. My. Feet. And forgetting to snap away. I'd come from the Boybox party at G Lounge, where Cazwell was spinning up a storm himself. Unfortunately, I'd just missed Johnny's show on the front stage when I walked in. After a round or two, Eric Halliwell, Demanda Dahling, Tyler, and I thought we should make our way to Bonbon. We didn't want to miss any of the fantasies people had dreamed up for the night. As we walked in, we said hello to Matthew Heresy and Jordan Fox (pictured above). I was still recovering from Jordan's look from last week's Vandam--and told her so.
Soon, though, Michael started spinning, my De La Blanca sister Celso (pictured below) started walking, and I lost all track of time.
Finally, I made my way through the crowd to say hi to Ladyfag (pictured below right) and dance with Amanda Lepore (picture below left). Soon after, though, Eric, Demanda, and Tyler wanted to go to The Eagle. We walked over to discover a $10 cover and a foot fetish party. We decided to call it a night. Well, Heresy and I dropped by Barracuda to say hi to Kyle; but they were closing shop early. We had to rush our nightcap. Nancy Nosecandy was there. So was Matthew Camp, unwinding from go-go'ing at Boybox. By the time I made it home I was newly awake from the night. That's why this is here now.
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