The Beauty Twink of Muldoon

Want to know one way to make this blog super hard to write?  Munch on an edible on Sunday night at a JoJo concert.  Go to a Steve Aoki concert on Wednesday night.  Then drink a rainbow of different alcohol on Thursday night: was it the vodka? The Fireball? The beer? The tequila?  Then go to Joyryde at The Mid on Friday night.  It'll really get your creative juices flowing and you'll feel like a regular Shakespeare.  JK my brain feels empty and it is literally taking me 5 minutes to type each sentence.  If anybody is concerned for me than I'd say you have good instincts and to please send help.  Or at least send food.  I'm currently snacking on cold fries from last night that've been sitting out for 9 hours.

I know, I know, Steve Aoki is trash.  But did you seriously expect me to not go to his concert with Kruella, Grandtheft and Cash Cash called Lectric Leprechaun??  I'm Irish as fuck and I need to stay true to my heritage and celebrate the only way I know how.  Getting fucking CAKED!!  Plus it was at my favorite venue in Chicago the Aragon Ballroom.  If you've never been there it literally looks like Aladdin inside.  This huge ballroom with a starry sky muriel and lanterns and shit.  Check it out.  An observation:  I'm not really sure why St Patricks Day is like a 2 week thing in Chicago but I'm not complaining.  My liver is though.  What am I listening to on my new Beats headphones you ask?  Def not Ed Sheeran ;)

I thought I'd give you a super up close look at my pale blotchy face.  I went tanning on Tuesday at LA Tan for the first time because I've got a vacation coming up and I look like a skeleton.  Plus I'm not close enough to death already so I thought I'd throw skin cancer into the mix and see what happens.  It was truly  terrifying experience shutting myself in that tanning bed and I don't understand why people subject themselves to it but I'll be back next Tuesday.  Do you see the pain behind my eyes from this St Patricks Day marathon?  I got a huge boost of confidence on Wednesday when we went to a drag show after the concert and when the drag queen was passing out trinkets she took one look at me, said "Oh you really fucking need this" and gifted me a cute little sleep mask.  Not really sure what she was trying to say but I get a good and restful 4 hours of sleep every night.  How else does one look THIS GOOD.

Ok, so the outfit.  The jeans are old news.  You've seen 'em.  I rolled up the bottoms cause I guess that's a trendy thing to do.  The shirt is from American Eagle.  Ok stop.  Tale as old as time.  I mean I really don't wear THAT much American Eagle even though I do in pretty much every blog post since I've started.  This shirt though is a perfect example of how you can keep something from years ago that was trashy and stupid then, and is still trashy and stupid now, but you've gotten much MUCH cooler so you can wear it sarcastically.  Right?  These shoes, I loooooove.  I saw them at Urban for like 60 dollars but I got them from the lost and found at work.  They are about 2 sizes too big for me but finders keepers and they are cute af. My fave part of this look though is, of course, the rave bracelets I got from fellow ravers, lovingly referred to as kandi bracelets.  Rave people are the best people and each of these bracelets hold a special memory that's near and dear to my heart.  J fucking K.

Is dabbing still cool?  Jk I already know.  It's not.  I really mastered it this summer at music festivals but as we approach summer 2017, I'm looking for a new douchey move to pull attention with.  If anybody has any ideas or dick pics, DM me.  No but really music festival season is on the horizon and my bank account is screaming.  Who knows if I'll be able to write this blog anymore once it hits cause once I get started who knowwwwws what'll happen.  Somebody's gonna need to drag me to my computer and prop my dumb ass up to get to work.  But until then, I'll continue to write this dreadful blog even though nobody asked.  

May your buttons be as loose as your butt hole, 

Love, Peacoats and Poppers

 pics by @stephen_aaron 

pics by @stephen_aaron