…was fun / painful, at least it was fun for my head but is continuing to be painful for my kidney’s. It was fashion week here in Berlin, a completely irrelevant celebration of already inflated ego’s, however, some friends from around the way came into town, which was grand. I didn’t lug my G9 around with me most of the time but here are some snaps from the weekend.

Natesh, Youssef and Antoine from Edwin came into town-this is at the Burg & Schild thingy, early on in the evening.

Mrs. V. Take from Monocle and Cain also rolled through.

This is already much later in the evening, we all went to dinner and I think this is towards the end if said dinner. Oh yeah, Oskar from Denim Demon also dropped in.

This was one of these good nights out, despite not finding a single fucking bar worth a mention in Mitte after dinner, after being bombarded by angry young pilled out techno fiends when all we wanted was to drink some more, we still had a good one.

Right, skip 24 hours ahead, after having dinner again with the same crew, this time in West Berlin ( sans boing boing plus good food ) we cruised back to our place to drink everything we had at home. This is Take, Kristina and Oskar, Cain taking the piss of a picture of me, wearing Lederhosen when I was like 3 years old. I suspect it is going to end up on Oskar’s blog soon.

The infamous black hole, also known as my balcony, where time seems to fleet by, and drinks disappear quicker than I can make them.

Sunday consisted solely of feeling sorry for ourselves, eating soul food, some hair of the dog and vegetating.

ok. back to reality.

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