Disco Down at Happy Ending brought Jeremy Bastard, Twig the Wonderkid, and The Tableau Twins to the turntable and fear into our hearts . . . because the partygoers are so, so mean. They're mad, bad, and dangerous to know. Steer clear.-
Sometimes you can tell just by looking at a person whether he'll feed the homeless or try to stage hobo fights, and there's plenty of latent evil on display here.
The DJ intentionally blinds spectators with fog and lights, then laughs maniacally when they bump into each other and spill their precious drinks.
She knows she looks like Christina Hendricks, and she rubs it in Brunette Background Girl's face.
He is totally about to pour beer all over that hair.
He said it was just a magic trick, but then the wallet vanished for good.
The coiffure makes our eyes and follicles hurt.
Girls. Don't block the fire exit. People could get hurt.
She knew how he felt about prominent clavicles, and yet she flaunted hers aggressively.
When she succeeds at bringing back the side ponytail for good, it is all of us who will suffer.
The orange-and-white contrast of their skin made everything think of creamsicles, but there were no creamsicles to be found. Teases.
He's about to steal the photographer's nose, even though he knows the photographer completely hates that and doesn't like to be infantilized, thanks. You're 0 for 2, jerkface.
Floppy Hair will crowbar your car. And Hat Girl will crowbar your soul.
Stained glass windows everywhere are crying. Now they are obsolete.
We dunno what his plan is exactly, but we don't trust that weaselly expression.
[All photos by Nicky Digital.]