A little update from Sweatshop Labor
Once again I have managed to bypass security (I found out last night that I have only been rejected entrance to a club ONCE in the duration of my stay in NYC (almost 4 months). Kendyll and I bought six cans of sparks at the local bodega, drank them on the train and are currently awaiting the 11-12 open bar at 131 chrystie listening to some obtuse 80’s bullshit. Bring it on.
