Ah, when fashion and alcohol meet, it’s rarely a pretty sight. But it’s a laugh riot, you gotta admit.
Did anyone else feel the dread when they started drinking? Darlings, the likelihood of us applying to be on a reality TV show is about equal to the likelihood of us suddenly becoming tit aficionados, but even we understand the primary rule: DON’T GET DRUNK ON CAMERA.
Otherwise, snotty bloggers will wind up making fun of you two years later.
“WOOOOO! I’m getting auf’d tomorrow because I made a clown dress! HAHAHAHAHA!!!”
We really have to hand it to Vanessa. She totally embraced the moment.
And when we say “embraced,” we mean “regretted it later and for the rest of her life.”
Oh, that reminds us. One more rule: FASHION DESIGNERS SHOULD NEVER ATTEMPT DANCING. EVER.
Meanwhile, back at the Atlas…
The Gaylai Lama does not approve.
Can we just say that we’re kind of falling a little in love with Austin? We’re surprised he doesn’t wear a little satin sleep mask with maribou feathers. Or a turban and a cold cream mask. Or rollers and a do-rag at the very least.
Awww, we can’t make fun of her. She’s such an adorable little lush.
Man, the cameraman must have been biting his lip the whole time to keep from laughing. Although we have to say, plopping down on a New York sidewalk at 3 in the morning to have a drunken smoke with Jay McCarroll does look like fun.