lollapalooza party
Lollapalooza Party: Hot Dogs, Tequila, and Wannabe Models
The guys from the band Tally Hall are staying at my apartment over the weekend for Lollapalooza. They’re playing on Sunday, and I’m told I’ll get an “Artist Pass” that day, which will all but guarantee that I’ll be best friends with Kanye West by the end of the evening. (He performs Sunday at 8:00).
Last night we went to a party at the Hard Rock hotel and I had an awesome time. See, usually I have this ‘grass is greener’ thing where I always imagine that I should be at a different party, that elsewhere people are having more fun, that elsewhere, the people are prettier and more charming. But I’m nearly certain that last night I was at the best party in Chicago. The VIP section, too. Free tequila, coffee & vodkas, tattoos (took a pass on that one), Berry Chill yogurt, and hotdogs. Saw a few minor celebrities (most notably—for me, at least—the guys from the sketch comedy show Human Giant), and met lots of cool people: musicians, a few students, a model, a wanna-be model, and somebody who, for all I can tell, attends parties for a living. Which must be difficult. But something tells me…not quite as difficult as practicing law…
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There's nothing quite as
There's nothing quite as interesting as living in the periphery of the celebrity world. Where it's not like you can just up and go hang out with famous people or go to the best parties... but when your friends are in town then you can, so it happens regularly enough to sort of be part of your life. It can be surreal to hang out one night with people that you'll see on television the next day.