Axel Lopez

The glamorous interiors reminds me of the split rainbow I had seen earlier, at the Andean festival, the facade of the building wrecks ‘ I am fucking rich, you can't really do anything about it’, while the scent of people around me gives a ‘yes I can afford all I want’.

Glamorous ladies dressed in long silk gowns, with expensive furs caressing their tender necks , all sipping gently from their flutes while chatting endlessly with each other, there I was all alone with a cup of white wine held between my wet fingers.

Never felt this out of place, not even when dressed in a cut out dress, in a pj party, gulping down my third flute of wine , my eyes dart around for three things, a new drink, a waiter, and anna, who invites a guest to a housewarming party and leaves them at the mercy of no one actually as every seems to have a pair.