What a crazy past 10 days. It seems to me like it never stops. After thinking that it would finally come to some tranquility, I totally forgot that Halloween was coming around the corner. Always a crazy time of year.
Last night we headed over to Republic where our friend Brian from Btoll Entertainment was throwing a party. It's real funny seeing everyone's costumes and people vying for the most bizarre and stupid outfit award. The two costumes below were my 2 favorites of the evening.
First we have our main man Marcel, as you might remember the dancing king that I highlighted 2 weeks ago. He came as Spike Lee, he looked pretty damn close.
In typical form, he was creating up a storm on the dance floor.
My other favorite outfit belonged to Brian's brother, Jeff. He came as a sex starved bum with a WILL WORK 4 SEX sign. Apparently it worked.
The Tito's Tacos cup is pretty classic.
The Monarchy staff was in attendance for the evening. Here we have Amber and Nate (Monarchy designer) w/his girlfriend.
Brian came dressed as a tennis player. I decided to take the racket and use girl's bums as my target. Luckily, I didn't get any slaps across the face.
I had my good friends stop by the office yesterday to pick up some of the Holiday '06 gear before it hits stores. Mikey, Jeff and Steve joined us for the afternoon, after complaining of driving down so far to Downtown all the way from the grapevine of Beverly Hills and West L.A.
My friend David sent me this photo from Tokyo this past week. Here he is rocking one of the Spring '07 Five Four tees with his harem.
I stopped by the wash house on Thursday to see how the Five Four jeans were going. The first batch of stuff is done for Holiday, we're working on our 2nd round of washes which are getting done by Monday. Peep below, pretty crazy how stuff is done.
Wednesday night we celebrated the release of the "Peace of Mind" issue for Flaunt Magazine at the Roosevelt Hotel. The charity tees that are being sold at Ron Herman were also on sale. The event featured guest speakers, celebs, fashionistas and many many different walks of life.
Here's a pic with Luis Barajas, founder/editor-in-chief of Flaunt, myself and David Appel (designer) from Blue Tattoo.
After the event I headed over with my two friends, Hillary and Rebecca, over to Les Deux. Our friends Nick and Brick throw it every Wed. night, definitely one of the hottest nights in L.A. There was some parking lot pimpin' as the girls started dancing in the lot in anticipation. Who said white girls can't shake.
Our man Mazik stopped by the office as he was shooting a video for J Dilla in Downtown. It's always a pleasure talking to Mazik, he's definitely one of the most genuine people I know.
Tony from Fred Segal was also in the house.
It was also Richard's (FF assistant designer) birthday, he didn't look too happy as we all sung for him.
KB likes his girls young, but this time he definitely stooped to an all time low. Here he is with Angel's daughter. Nice mask freak.
It was also Steve's wedding from Monarchy last weekend. It was an intimate celebration with his family and close friends. Congrats Steve on the big day.
Some people say that it's the man that makes the clothes. My man Kanye West said the opposite. This instance below, definitely the clothes make this man. Dee looked more like Dee Indianfeld after he mish moshed his outfit w/my Dior's, Christine's scarf and of course he's toasting to the good life.
The next day we were headed over to Arizona to meet up with Brian since he was throwing a party out there. Our flight was scheduled for 10am out of Burbank. However, we were at the wedding and at 7pm as we just finished dinner I go to J Dubb, "lets leave right now." So he looked online and saw a flight and he goes to me, "yo there's one at 9:20 out of Burbank." I thought perfect, we can go to my house, get stuff and then I can go to J Dubb's place to pick him up and make it on time. After some thinking, I said fuck it, lets just do it. We raced out of the wedding with so much adrenaline pumping to make it on time. While racing down the 405 freeway I tell him to call Southwest to change the flights. The operator laughed as she goes the flight is at 19:20, at this point that was 10 minutes past already. So Mr. J Dubb mixed up the times and our night and attempted plan was shot down. The next morning we headed to Burbank, only to find that our flight was oversold and we get screwed since we checked in late. We had to go to LAX. Anyways, after going all over this damn city we finally made it on our flight to AZ.
We landed early afternoon and went over to the Mondrian in Scottsdale. We met up w/Brian, Brooke and Malik as they were already poolside. The scene in Scottsdale is very peaceful. We hung out for a few hours by the pool, got massages and drank some cocktails. Pardon my retarded looking toes in this shot below.
We were drinking bitch drinks all afternoon.
We had a nice dinner. The meals out there fall very much into that whole good old American hearty meal idealogy.
After that we went to Brian's party at the Pussy Cat Lounge. It was also a Monarchy fashion show that evening. The fashion shows I've been to are usually big productions, this one was quite young. What else can you expect from a fashion show in Arizona...
The night started off slow but ended up into a fun and wild night. Brian and DJ Marshall Barnes talked about the music lineup for the evening. Marshall killed it that night.
Brooke starts off the night with a gracious hello!
This also happened to be the last night in J Dubb Birthday week. He definitely pushed it to the limit.
J Dubb - next time get white filling on your cavities.
The initial toast of the night put everyone in good spirits.
And it also got the energy pumping for these two guys. LADIES - BEWARE WHEN YOU SEE THESE ANIMALS AT A CLUB NEAR YOU.
When I'm talking to girls at clubs, I usually give them the grin and it's smooth sailing from that point. Or I also get this, "like, what are you like grinning for andres." Stop saying LIKE woman.
J Dubb went up to this girl and asked her to take a photo. She said to him she just had sex and looks like a wreck.
Minutes later after J Dubb threw on his C game she was posing for the lens.
This guy all of a sudden in the middle of the club gets all crazy and is showing off his tattoo on his back. Yo bro, this ain't sexy back, not a good look.
After the club we headed back to our room. As soon as we got there, J Dubb passed out due to exhaustion, as he claims. This guy had gone out 8 nights in a row for his birthday, he was a train wreck.
We tried to wake him up but it didnt' really work.
Even a big pair of breasts wouldn't work.
Finally after 2 hours, around 4am, there was a sign of life at this point. By now we had moved him onto the floor because the guy was such a disaster. We caught a smile from him.
In the middle of our drunken time, I was on the computer looking at post game highlights from the day's football games. I noticed fellow USC Alumni Carson Palmer wearing a Five Four hoodie during his post-game conference.
We had an 8am flight the next morning, so we only caught 2 hours of sleep. Finally we arrived into LAX by 9am. We were home. Some much needed rest. We went to go pay for the parking fare and it was $30, we only had $29 in cash between us after the 3 city 3 day adventure of Vegas-L.A.-Phoenix.
After a crazy night, J Dubb was lights out again on the drive from LAX.
Prior to this, 3 days before that we were in Las Vegas on Friday night.
Oh man, what a wild one. We hate doing Vegas for more than 24 hours. Once again, Brian was doing a party in Vegas at Tao. Many of our friends were meeting there, we were celebrating a few birthdays, one including the drunken blithering idiot you saw a few photos above...J Dubb. We raced from the Five Four office around 4:30pm to catch out 6pm flight. L.A. traffic blows. This particular day it was slow because a truck had accidentally dumped a box of foam cups and plates on the freeway.
We started drinking in the airport and once again on the flight. Gotta love the anticipation of going to Vegas.
The night started off with a big dinner at the restaurant section of Tao. Mikey and Brian are discussing the game plan for the evening.
Every time I've been to Tao it's been a pretty insane legendary night. This one didn't stray from that at all.
J Dubb and I start the night off in the club with a roar.
I strike the retarded smile pose for the camera with Mikey...
Our friend, car collector and real estate magnate, Tyson Park joined us from L.A. for the night as well.
Lela and super stylist Renee joined us for the night as well. Always fun times with naynay.
1 hour into the evening J Dubb started getting rowdy.
Mikey was trying to lay down the Israeli mack game on Lela....MAHALO!
How awesome is Steve's hair. We call him Prince from Prince and the Revolution. Euro trash sucka!
Nick Cannon was also in the house celebrating his birthday.
Brian is such a sly guy.
After a crazy night of partying, your shirt always seems to get messed up. Mine in particular was a little spotty.
We had to catch a 2pm flight to be at Steve's wedding on time. We barely made our flight by 5 minutes. Until next time, Thank You Las Vegas.
The night before we celebrated J Dubb's birthday in L.A...for the second time.
Here we go again...
I met Frankie Needles from Bad Boy Latino that night. My friend Carlos from Endeavor reps him. Here's a shot of Frankie, my friend Stevie from the USC days, Carlos and myself. Frankie's doing a lot of big things, be on the look for him this next year to be blowing up.
Spiro and J Dubb were getting wild all night.
NOTE TO EVERYBODY - Don't show up at the club looking like these guys below, not a good look.
J Dubb birthday week started off at Koi and then headed to Element on Tuesday of last last week.
Element was off the hook that night. DJ five was in town and straight up killed it. They played techno for a bit, I felt like I was in Europe again.
This was a funny shot...looks like some cheesy jean company ad.
So now you saw how the week started and you saw how the week ended. J Dubb definitely had a wild one. The collage below is a good indication of how his week went. High highs and very low lows.
I was just talking to J about 5 minutes ago and told him he's going to die when he sees the blog. Especially the end collage. He wrote me the following via AIM:
"EU*****TY: Aight after this my next blog cameo gotta b with kids or something positive"
Until next time, be good kids. Don't end up like that guy J Dubb, he's a bad example.