FASHIONINDIE: We Do Nightlife So You Don’t Have To
Ouch. Friday night at Ruff Club, someone I don’t know was a little too drunk (no, not me, a guy, a friend of friends), passed out into me, and I fell down 5 concrete stairs, and by fell, I mean tossed through the air, flipped over backwards, and landed on my face…stood up bleeding, took a cab home, and woke up in the morning looking like this, among other bruises. Needless to say, we think we do a pretty good job at keeping your nightlife interesting, telling all of the crazy stories of our 5am nights, and luckily, you don’t have to wake up looking like this.
