Last Friday's inaugural The Beach was an unqualified success. We packed out Life on Old St, the crowd dressed in everything from white jeans and pastel cashmere to powder blue all-in-one ski suits, and the DJs absolutely tore the fucking roof off the place. Especially me. The free Cornettos were a good move as well.
The only down sides were accidentally breaking my copy of Steve Miller's 'Macho City' in half and that creepy Italian fuck who was caught masturbating in an alcove towards the other night. Honestly, these people.
There are photos here (of the party, not the creepy Italian).
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