(Photo by Holly Burns.)
Here’s a thing that will never stop being strange to me. You can say, on the Internet, “let’s go have beer” and people will come.
(Photo via Ry Pepper).
Total strangers, who end up being friends by the end of the night.
(Photo by Zan McQuade.)
I was anxious beforehand, because my inner control freak hates to host a party without knowing whether anyone will show up.
(Photo via Zan.)
But lots (and lots, and lots) of you showed up, and it was so cool to see everyone’s faces in a room together.
And so seldom do parties end with a KISS makeup session in a public restroom. We should do this kind of thing more often.
Next time, I hope you come too.
(I was busy meeting everyone, so I don’t have many photos, but the ones I have are here. You can also have a look at the rest of Zan’s and Holly’s. If you have photos to share, please add them to our Mighty Events group on Flickr.)
Will you be in New York on Saturday, August 7? Us too. Let’s grab a beer.
There will be no sponsors, there will be no schwag, no one will make you drink a sickly sweet purple martini with hunks of dry ice. In fact, you can drink whatever you want, because you’ll be paying for it. That’s why we arranged for happy hour specials. Come raise your glass with us.