The time between Christmas and New Year is a special and a quiet one. And it is a time, which I mostly live in at home Hamburg spend, where I meet friends and family and generally have a good time.
But it is also the time, in which the bars and discos are empty for a few days or have closed completely. Even the Hamburg Reeperbahn is extinct on these days and also Olivia Jones‘ Empire has been there for a while.
Incidentally, that is the reason, warum ich die ganzen Personen bei Olivia (out of Eve Champagne) don't know everyone. Because I'm not in Hamburg, when the shops are open and when I am in Hamburg, the stores don't open. A vicious circle.
It was different this time just before New Year's Eve. Leo and Helge called to the Studio Lovemasters Pre NYE Sause and there the party on St. Pauli should be and since Eve wanted to go there and me and some of her friends, invited them to preheat.
And that was it… As I wrote on Facebook the next day?
Go a hairdresser with a dog mask, a travesty Warhorse, they Hula Hoop Artist, Ne burlesque media-whore, still ne Transe, a guy with whom you would buy a home savings contract and a mettler together at a party… And since fall actually hardly.
I, it was like this. A cool collection of people in Eve's kitchen.
Then Leo said, that we noticed. At least not negative, however.
What kind of party was that?. I think that was the largest collection of beautiful people, that I've ever come across. Everyone was beautiful there. And especially if you thought: wow, they all look good here, then a group of beautiful people came in again.
And I don't mean beautiful in the Heidi Klum supermodel beauty ideal.
groDa waren Freaks, Outsider, Fetish models, Gothics, Trannies just normal people and what white for people but actually everyone carried an aura with them, who testified “In meinem Metier bin ich großartig und das weiss ich auch – aber heute bin ich hier um einfach Spaß zu haben.”
Nobody was at this party to advertise for themselves but between “the days” To meet friends and have an evening of fun. One of the best parties, that I experienced for a long time.
Of course we were the last to go home….
In which “home” in this case a few more drinks in Eve's pub “Old Sailor” meant….