This was the first of only two Rockabilly Rave's held here in the US. There have been like 5000 of them held in the UK. It was also the first time a weekender was held at the Orleans in Vegas. I remember being completely overwhelmed by the size of the hotel, always getting lost on the way from my room to the ballroom. It didn't help that this event was about a million times smaller than Viva. The normal people outnumbered us for once!
Me and e decided to go together. None of our 'burque or Denver friends were going, so it was set to be a San Francisco crew weekend. His friend Patrick from Seattle roomed with us as well. I had never met him before and did not know what I was in for. I figured it out pretty fast when he walked in with a loaf of Jalepeno cheese bread. Oh, its going to be one of THOSE weekends, is it???
Yes it is.
Day one. The Neon Graveyard.
Sin. Oh yes. There would be plenty this weekend!
Does this sign make me look crazy???
Yes and yes.
After that I vaguely remember Dell Taco.
I think. I am not 100% sure. I remember crying a lot (its not important why) and calling Dougie and Cara at like 4 in the morning for a pep talk. He made me feel better. So did Patrick, who blurted out "Holly...I'm gay. I don't know how to make you feel better!" to which I responded "ummmm....yeah..." and burst out laughing (like it wasn't obvious!). We still giggle about that one.
Night one, outfit two.
I think. I am purely going off of my hair. I love all of the random bitchy looks from e. Also, nice chest hair.
Apparently e changed outfits too.
Rockabilly Rave, get it???
I really wish I had a picture of Patricks Captain and Tenile outfit. It has white shorts which I fully recall being rather see through, even when dry.
This is Mark and Pengweezy.
Toga's, orbs and stuffed penguins. Nuff said.
Hairy Canadian guy: "I really like your friend Holly."
e: "Really? Cuz she's kind of a bitch."
This is why I love Patrick.
Prom pictures. The boys wore matching Fez shirts. There was a third medium sized guy there with the same shirt too. Funny story--I was watching Roseanne one night and noticed Jackie wearing the same shirt! I sent a picture of it to e. His response--"WTH are you watching Roseanne at 2 in the morning???"
Mexican food and giant margaritas. It was only the beginning.
Another round of tequila shots and it was officially going to be a crazy night.
Cari Lee's hot sauce.
I have nothing to say about this photo except it is better than the one where I have my tongue out.
Up to the ballroom.
I love my lil e!!
Here is where it gets a bit hazy...
At some point I changed my dress. Then I vaguely remember seeing Patrick holding Pengweezy, running at him and tackling him to the floor.
He never knew what hit him.
At least I remembered to show a little bit of dignity!
Apparently I tackled Teresa too.
She liked it.
I really have no idea why I would act so crazy and out of control!!