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Awesome Party In Williamsburg

Maggie Owens2 Comments

We couldn’t visit New York without going to a fucked up, hipster after-hours in Brooklyn.

Thin men in large hats? I don't think we're in Kansas any more, Toto... because we're most definitely in BROOKLYN! The bigger the brim of the hat, the bigger... the appetite for learning artisan trades! Look at this party animal cobbling his own shoes. 

Check out these completely unironic glasses Ceil picked up, inspired by Benjamin Franklin!  

Flower crowns galore, y'all. And since when did the mop hat come creeping back into fashion? Don't bother asking this dynamic duo if they have a solid hook-up for molly. They'll just try to send you to "sister Molly over yonder churning butter," whatever the fuck that means. 

Damn, Rachel. Where'd you get that mop hat? That was quick! 

Like a true Brooklyn party, this was the place to SEE AND BE SEEN. Boundary-defying fashion to your left and to your right, the people watching was supreme. It had us asking questions like a) how is it possible to dance all night in a floor-length apron? b) why is everyone wearing pioneer clothing? c) are you guys sure we're in Brooklyn? 

Okay, okay... it's clear now. We were most DEFINITELY not at a warehouse party in Williamsburg, but rather a daytime tour of Colonial Williamsburg in Virginia. This... this is embarrassing. 

Yikes... Someone should tell Rachel. She's turnt.