HIP HOP IS FOREVER

its sunday morning. just got home. head spinning and feet buzzing from wearing cowboy boots all night. went to a wrestling game that turned into me riding a kids sized bike though the city to go to a hip hop party. 

*falls a sleep*

*wakes up 4 hours later*

took my american flag outfit for another spin tonight, but added the other flag i had found the other day at xtania, cowboy boots, usa flag printed trousers and my homemade dollar bag to it. if u wear it twice its gotta be better the second time lol. no i dont mean that tbh, wearing the same outfit again and again is hot. do whatever. also made a look for my friend. silver ensemble from top to toe with with laces and bows. she called it a milkmaid from the future. the wrestling game was interesting. i got the tickets for my bday. in the beginning i thought all the men were gonna make out. all that rubbing and mourning and then no s*x? apparently men just wanna wear shiny outfits and roll around on each other. i love that. teenage style consented violence/sex. another great chapter of that hyper masculinity i have been praising so much back when i wrote trendforecasts for the porn magazine. even tho the boys were cute some drama always happens when 7 bitches pull up to the wrestling game. story for another day. was also told i have a resting bitchface. lol i think he meant INTERESTING bitch face.

after the wrestlings matches we went to a bar. new and interesting territory for me since i usually only go to the club and dont to alcohol. bars are fun but it gives u a headache. a fabolous girl invited us for a hiphop party. this shit never happens, so when it does u pull up! wanted to bring some friends for the party and found a kids bike in the street and raced to another bar to pick them up. felt unstoppable on the mini bike with all my flags blowing in the wind LOL. when we finally arrived at the hiphop party i felt like i died and woke up in heaven. or in 2010. the placed was called THE MALL. i could cry that places like this still exists. big cellar with paint and writings on all walls, old sofas, snapbacks everywhere, a girl in leopard tights, empty spray cans and boomblasters used for decoration. the average age higher than where i usually go. fabulous. this was proper old skool. the big room had a bar and two oldies/goldies doing a back to back electro set on vinyl. as a true hip hop head but also bass lover, if electro is done right it feels like the perfect compromise between hiphop and electronic music. glam.

apparently the party had been going for the whole night with freestyle battles and live concerts. the basement had other rooms, me and my friend went into one of them and two boys were just in there vibing and freestyling to some trap. trap are not always welcome in the oldskool hiphop gangs so i guess they had to hide lol. i shazam'ed some tracks in the main room and they were from 1984 (!!). in the end the decks were open. played some old bangers with my friend. from three 6 mafia to ODB. the hip hop men still get a lil scared when girls take the decks. but felt liberating to be in this sort of room u have been in maybe as a teen but not felt safe in cus u had tits under that big hoodie. this was the party where even tho u came out of nowhere u gave everyone a hug when leaving. love. left when the place was still kinda full. apparently the party was a goodbye party. for 15 years this has been the home of THE MALL, but the place is being demolished in one week to and turned into a parking lot... wanna love cph so badly, but its fucking hard when shit like shit happens all the time. turning the real gems into appartments or parking lots. rude.

got one of the owners contact cus i'm gonna do a shoot down there before it vanishes. it has to be already tomorrow cus the place will be gone after. am so busy this week but this needs to be done. he texted me in the night and said the party was still going...

hip hop is forever. 

could have come down for a second round, but had been walking around in the sun with my friend all day and needed to lay down. two packages had arrived for me in the meantime. bought a lot of shit i forgot in my DBA craze that i described in the previous post. so when u get the package u dont know whats inside. first one had the TOO FAST TO LIVE TO YOUNG TO DIE vivienne t-shirt in it. already have the ring to match. the other one had the American Apparel disco pants inside. could have found both things in that hiphop basement lol. used to have the disco pants in black and turquoise back in the day. now i have them in purple. gonna use them in the shoot tomorrow with some leopard. the pics from THE MALL will leak on this blog later so stay tuned xx