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January 21, 2010
GROS FETE CE SOIR!
by Mel One
I can guarantee you that by the conclusion of tonight's insanely ill party which we have appropriately titled Gros Fête (aka FAT F**KING PARTY en francais bien sur), you will have gross feet, because if you're not moving then we're doing something wrong.
BEFORE
AFTER
LISTEN TO NIKE
At Gros Fête you can dance, you can bump, you can grind, you can drink, and you can even go home with some party favors like my hood rich handbags. Democracy at it's finest. This is some shit you DON'T wanna miss. Like the bag says, JU$T DO IT.