Oh, Carlos.

Art.
Life.
Whatever.

As a final word on this ridiculousness (for the 2.5 of you who care): I don’t think there is anything wrong with dressing up and going out to ahhht pahhhties and being drunk and fashionable and having fun.  But when you do these things (the same things everyone in our demographic does) and try to align them with some sort of genius or talent and then smear it all over the internet, it’s basically betraying the fact that you’re nothing more than Julia Allison with tighter pants and better taste in, well, everything.

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