will you think i'm the biggest loser in the world if i tell you i just gave back my raconteurs spot for tonight?

because i totally did.

last night boyfriend john and i were supposed to go see gorillaz at the apollo, but everything got mangled and our entire group's guest list spots were lost. totally sucked. we were briefly bummed but rallied in time for the afterparty at marquee (i'm told the one the night before was at guest house). it was a ridiculously awesome party. james murphy was DJing, so we took his picture.

the place was totally jam-packed when we got there and there were so many people jockeying for spots at the gorillaz' table that we could barely get a seat. after a couple of vodka tonics i decided i wanted to sit on top of a banquette but the only open spot was next to a mildly unhappy-looking woman who i wasn't sure would want me all squeezed up next to her. so i grabbed a rose and gave it to her to make friends. it worked! so i cuddled up next to her and guess who she turned out to be? trugoy's sister! how'd i know? because a couple of minutes later de la soul showed up! john just about lost his mind. of course there was no way we were going to ask pasdnuos if we could take his picture, although we contemplated ambushing him when we saw him outside. happily, we decided against it.

the best part of the story is that the reason we had the rose in the first place was that it had been given to our friend jackie by neneh cherry. you seriously couldn't make this stuff up.

so...the long and short of it is that we raged waaaay too hard for a weeknight and now tonight is begging to be spent lying in bed watching law & order reruns. i can't hardly wait.

happy weekend!

[update: check out this guy's recap of the party. he took pictures with all the people i was too lame to ask to pose with me. bastard! (via brooklynvegan)]