So, last night, I went to a MyOpenBar event for the sole purpose of taking pictures getting drunk.
It ended up that the whiskey of the evening tasted like urine so I only had a sip of it (fine, I had a whole cup) and the interesting people I wanted to capture were few and far between.
Don’t get me wrong, I still had a good time.
Though, I think the evening was geared more toward middle-aged men (or men in general) that likes his drink to taste “manly” and less toward the ‘twenty-something’ gal that only drinks things with ‘tini’ in the suffix…just a guess.
In my non-drunken stupor, I unknowingly (but soon found out) that I only took pictures of people that would take the stage that night. I think I fell in love with all three of them.