Arriving at Miami airport you know you have left all morals behind. This is a place of sin. In fact most of the tales could never be printed, did they even happen or was it all a lucid dream? Sebastian picked us up and within hours we were in Rokbar. The bar Wade opened with Tommy Lee, when we say open, he was musical director when it opened, but that did not last too long, before Wade fell out of the 10 foot high DJ booth, then preceded in smashing some mirrors and got fired. But that was a long time ago, they call him Hollywood now for some reason. Within minutes we were at a table with 9 models and some Russian billionaire...
The next day we got up early to meet up with Alexia who was styling the Pistol Panties show, oh did we not mention, it was Miami Swimsuit Fashion Week. We are doing the music for there show. There were at least 50 girls waiting to get up to the casting, so we took it upon ourselves to help out, you have to help out your friends right? We actually bumped into Courtney who we knew from L.A and all the other girls were more than happy to let us assist them in anyway. We probably got 10 numbers for girls who wanted to hang out later. But are we idiot guys and lost the majority of them, yeah, we are those guys.
We later met up with Courtney, Katarina & Tanisha and went up to the rooftop pool terrace at the Gansevoort. This is where our lucid dream kicks in...
