also i have no idea how to anything to do with cameras and photo editing so sorry for that too

How VICE media’s new platform Broadly STOLE my Caramel Curves project!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Broadly is supposed to be a station that VICE created to empower women. Broadly was allegedly created for women, by women and about women. They proudly boast about how they are feminists and are bringing women together. Don’t let this camouflage fool you like it fooled me. Broadly is a vulture. A soul sucking parasite that can only survive by leaching every ounce of original content from it’s host.
I am a victim that Broadly chose as a host and extracted it’s ideas and original content from. A few months ago I shared with a friend that I wanted to turn my photo project about the Caramel Curves into a doc. This friend started working for Broadly, pitched my idea and in May they asked me if I would make a short doc about the Caramel Curves for them. They explained that it would be a celebration of my photographs and that I would have creative control over almost everything. We discussed my role as the co director over and over again. At a meeting with some of the Caramel Curves, Broadly assured them that I was co directing this project. The leader of the Curves told Broadly that the only reason why she was going to let Broadly make a documentary about the group was because she trusted me. She also told them that If I was not directing the film her and the gang were out. VICE promised me and the Curves that we would be shown the footage that was shot, weigh in on the editing, and approve of the final cut before the piece was published.
I pushed for a crew from New Orleans but Broadly insisted on sending me a crew that was already VICE staff. After all they were facilitating the budget, so I agreed. After sending me a crew from New York City and a camera man from hell we spent a few days shooting this project. The conditions were incredibly stressful. It was a daunting task to get the dp to listen to anything that I told him. He refused all direction regarding his camera work, but was happy to have me direct the Curves.
I should have trusted my gut and been more assertive but since one of the people that I was working with was a friend that I’ve known for over 5 years I decided to just roll with the punches. At one point my lovely subjects - smart and amazing Caramel Curves became very suspicious of VICE and Broadly and wouldn’t sign release forms. They also wanted a guarantee that they could have copies of the footage for their personal use. The crew and I discussed this obstacle and the camera man from hell came up with an idea. He callously said, verbatim “I just got back from Ghana where we were shooting a doc about boxing. You should just do what I did when I was there - just lie to them and tell them they are going to get what ever it is that they want. I mean, we are never going to see these people again.” I was absolutely appalled. That pretty much set the mood of the entire shoot. I felt pitted between my subjects who I much respect and the dubious Broadly crew.
The Curves came out of the shoot unenthusiastic. They didn’t send their release forms to VICE. My “friend” at VICE put pressure on me to get them. I told her that we wanted to see the footage. She kept stalling… She would apologize and tell me it was coming. The pay check also never showed up, same story. I sent the releases, trusting my friend", and also VICE as a normal law abiding media outlet, to finish the project according to our contract. I was paid when they received the releases, but was never sent the dailies. No rough cuts, no outlines, no paper edits. Then, an email with a link to a rough cut, and a second email a day later saying sorry the piece is online! I was never able to show the Curves the edit, nor give my input. For this, and many other reasons, the piece is shallow. It kind of sucks compared to the real story of the Caramel Curves, which is beautiful. None of us in New Orleans are happy about the process at all. Vice doesn’t mind if we are deceived exploited and disposed then of.
Last week Broadly launched their awful site and kicked it off with my Caramel Curves project. This is a project that I have spent 2 years working on. That friend that I was telling you about earlier, well she took most of the credit, and her little minions that got sent down from New York with her got whatever credit was left over.
I complained to Hannah Gregg. She left me a voicemail and a text that apologised for what had been done and basically said that she knew they fucked up, but it was too late to do anything about it. I posted this story on my instagram and Tracie Morrissey, the creator of Broadly left me a few comments. She told me that I didn’t actually do anything for them and that I should be ashamed of myself for trying to claim this project as mine.
VICE didn’t know what to do with creative women so they made a ghetto for them called Broadly. Please spread the word that VICE and Broadly are vultures and will do anything they can to steal original content from independent artists. Don’t let them take advantage of you or anyone that you know.

RFA + Minor Trio Going Out in Public in a Unicorn Onesie

A head canon where mc convinces the RFA + Minor Trio to go out in public a whole day in a pink unicorn onesie. This is something me and my friends are planning to do together and we’re all just waiting for a day we can all catch up together

Woah!! What a unique request!! This might be slightly short, probably because it’s almost three am and I’m trying to function ;v; I hope you enjoy this and that you and your friends will be able to catch up soon~

ZEN:

  • I mean, he was already a majestic unicorn
  • and considering he once got curious about what he’d look like with pink hair as well…?
  • this is perfect!!
  • it was decently easy to convince him to wear the onesie
  • he’ll do anything for his prince/princess :O
  • so, the day where Zen wears the onesie came
  • and he surprised you by being already in it when you woke up
  • !!!
  • he looked
  • so
  • cute !!!!
  • “Jagiya, how do I look~”
  • you started grinning and jumped out of bed to hug him
  • you also decided to go have breakfast in a small cafe to start off the day before going to the amusement park
  • everywhere Zen went, his fans were there
  • his fans tried taking pictures with him, so that slowed down your day a bit but you knew that this will help his popularity and didn’t say anything
  • you held his hand for the rest of the way to the amusement park
  • you started off by sending Zen on the carousel and taking a video of him
  • I swear, he probably winked in the middle of the video
  • … and if the video was posted online, it probably went viral.
  • and if you sent a photo of Zen in the onesie, Jumin would probably have mentioned how cats are more majestic
  • you guys had a good day together at the amusement park
  • some point during the date, you brought some pink cotton candy that matched the color of the onesie
  • pretty much, the date was all fluff owo

YOOSUNG:

  • “MC! Do you still think I’m a kid?!”
  • poor babe
  • his face was probably pink tbh
  • it took a bit for him to finally wear it because he wanted to be seen like a man
  • but he was one of the easier ones to convince in the end because he’s a bit submissive towards MC
  • when you guys go out in the unicorn onesie, it was to his college
  • you surprisingly went to the same university and never knew
  • so you were by his side the whole time during school while he was wearing the unicorn onesie
  • if he got laughed at, you would have fought them >:O
  • no one hurts your babe
  • sure, Yoosung got a few stares but you reassured him that he looks cute and will always be manly in your eyes
  • especially since he wore it to make you happy, something extremely manly
  • help how many times am I going to use the word manly
  • during lunch, you texted a photo of you and Yoosung in his unicorn onesie to the RFA group chat
  • … rip, Seven completely teased Yoosung and you swore you saw Yoosung’s soul leave his body
  • other than that, nothing really happened, except Yoosung made you wear matching onesies when you get home
  • cuddling sessions, surprise, he didn’t play LOLOL!!
  • rika wouldnt have made me wear a unicorn onesie to school… T^T
  • I should stop :’)

JAEHEE:

  • you somehow managed to convince Jaehee to wear matching unicorn onesies for national unicorn day
  • which is the ninth of april, by the way ;o
  • you convinced her with the idea of unicorn lattes and unicorn shaped cookies and talking about how social medias are going to be so hyped for national unicorn day
  • she reluctantly agreed, it probably took a good day or two to convince her.
  • you baked the cookies and frosted them while Jaehee made the lattes
  • every customer that came in were greeted by the two of you wearing matching unicorn onesies and a free cookie
  • the cafe quickly became packed and was one of the trends on social media
  • the RFA showed up sometime too wearing something unicorn related
  • and Jumin brought Elizabeth the Third, so rip Zen..
  • the cafe gained a lot of popularity from the whole event which made Jaehee really happy
  • proud MC is proud

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Opportunities | Jughead x Riverdale

Request: Hello, I was wondering if you could do a jughead imagine for me. Where the reader has just given up on herself, but Jug picks her back up. Thank you

A/n: I’m really nervous about posting this. I haven’t written outside of school in a while, meaning for fun and just writing stories. I apologize for my rusty writing, but I still do hope you like it. 

P.s: If you don’t understand it I’m sorry, I started writing at 11 o'clock at night and ended at midnight. This is also my first imagine I ever wrote, EVER.

Originally posted by mieczyslwstilinski

Home wasn’t so big anymore. Ever since you were little you looked at the town like it was made out of magic. You still believe do to this very day, but you soon grew tired. Seeing the same faces, shops, lights, everything.

You still love the town of Riverdale, but you knew it too well. It was home, it was comfort, you were growing tired of that. Of course, you could never grow tired of your friends and family, but it was tiring.

You’ve always felt trap in thw small town, but there was a glimmer of hope. You were a photographer, an artist, you had talent. This summer you left your boyfriend and friends to shake this town while doing a photography class in New York.

They liked you so much, they gave you an application to sign up for the school. One problem, you have to send them photos. How is that a problem, you may ask. Maybe because you took all the best pictures with you to New York and this town had nothing interesting to photograph.

Their is Jason’s death, but you found that disrespectful and you were friends with Cheryl. Now you were sat with your friends at Pop’s looking through your camera roll. “Y/n what’s wrong? Archie just took your milkshake and you didn’t even notice.”

“I need to get out of this town, and I need to get out fast.” You looked at your friends, noticing the expression on their faces. “I didn’t mean it like that, I love you guys, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.”

“And it’s already slipping away.” Of course, their was a dead line, that was just your luck. You had till Monday which is two days away to send your application or you were stuck.

“Just breath, everything will be okay at the end. You have talent y/n, maybe you won’t get this opportunity, but with a talent like yours there is always another chance.” You looked at Archie like her was crazy, poking the side of his face making sure it was actually him.

“Who are you? And what did you do with Archie?” The group laughed, while you snap a picture. Archie was right, maybe you won’t get this one, but this isn’t the only opportunity out there.

Your boyfriend, sitting across from you has stayed quiet. Typing away on his computer, as always. He had so much passion just writing his novel, you just had to take a picture. 

“You didn’t,” he stopped typing when he heard the snap of the camera. You could tell he was trying to be mad, but who could be mad at you. “You mad JJ,” reaching out for his beanie.

he just laughed it off and continued writing. Not yet looking at the picture you have taken, you pick uo the camera and appreciate you boyfriend’s features. 

The night has come to an end and the gang has decided to walk you home. You were a little bit behind everyone else, taking pictures of everything and anything. Just because this town was small, does not mean it was beautiful.

You looked up at your four friends and snapped a picture. They were joking around, not caring for the world. You remembered those days, where you thought the small town of Riverdale was huge.

You never wanted to leave the town, but that soon came to an end. You were probably took the best pictures in this town. You started taking pictures since you were three or four.

The first picture you ever took was a picture of your parents, you stole your mom’s phone and snapped a picture. The two were laughing, it had alot of meaning to you. 

“Y/n/n catch up, we don’t have all night” Veronica yelled. You jogged up to them and locked hands with Jug. Walking home with your friends, not taking pictures, just enjoying the moment.

— 

It was now Monday and you have given up on that opportunity. Remembering what Archie said, “there is always another chance.” You haven’t told your parents though, you had no pictures.

Throughout the weekend you only took pictures of your friends, nothing exciting about that. A sudden burst came through your door, “we’re so excited for you y/n, we know this though, so we are letting you stay home and work on your application.” 

“Uh, thanks mom. I appreciate it,” your mom gave you a sweet smile before leaving the room. You wanted to make your parents proud and mostly get out of this town, but you had no pictures.

You decided to give up on the opportunity when you were at Pop’s - you heard a knock from your window disturbing you from your thoughts. You looked to see Jughead waiting for it to be opened. So that’s what you did.

“I wanna help you with your application,” he said hopping in. That’s when it hit you the hardest. There are many opportunities, but you didn’t even bother to try. You given up on the idea hoping there would be more opportunities, but could you really wait that long?

Wait that long to escape this town, look at it from a three year olds eyes and it’s huge. Grow up, explore and you will notice there is a deadend. You looked at Jughead, a loook that can only say disappointment.

He knew straight away, he’s known you for too long not to know. “I’m a writer, I always have my laptop around to type my thoughts out. To check what I’m doing, but with you I don’t need to check and edit what I’m going to say.”

He sat you down and held your hand “you are the most talented person I know, if you didn’t do this, you could still have opportunities waiting for you. But this school would be missing out on the most talented person I know, and that says alot cause have you looked at my writing.”

You laughed at your boyfriend’s ego, “point is, you have talent opportunities will be handed to you. No question, but how long are you willing to wait.” It sounded more like a statement then a question.

He knew the only way to make you happy was getting out of this town, “I wanna say a little more, but you know I can’t lie to you.” Looking into your boyfriend’s eyes, “show me your pictures.”

So that’s what you did all day, look throught your pictures, yet you found nothing. “Don’t lose hope, we will find something,” you looked throught your pictures again, but nothing has popped out to you. 

“Do you have anything else?” 

“I have some from this weekend, but they aren’t the best.”

You showed through the pictures from your camera, mostly of your friends. Most of them either deep in thought or laughing. It was not your best, it was a little blurry and it just didn’t look pleasing.

You admired the picture though, the faces your friends made, not knowing you were taking their pictures…

THATS IT! Their are other opportunities, but you started taking pictures for a reason. You loved that the smallest things ment something, so big and real. That’s why you started photography, not to get out of this town or make others proud. 

Right away, you pushed Jug away from your laptop and started the application. You insert the pictures, you just needed to do the description of the pictures. “Do you need help?” 

“Usually I would say yes, because of your writing skills, but I gotta give them something real.”

Familiar Faces

Summary: surprise here’s a shitty photographer!peter AU

Notes: since this is an AU, Peter isn’t Spider-Man!! also there’ll be more than this lol enjoy n let me know what u think!


“Yeah, Jane, I know.” I held my phone between my ear and my shoulder as I struggled to open the café’s door with the pile of stats in my hands, using both hands to hold them because of the particular windy day in New York. I groaned when someone opened the door just to have them shut it on me, as if I wasn’t trying to get in. “Thanks, asshole! Have a nice day – no, no Jane, not you.” I finally managed to get through the door and set the papers down at a nearby table. I sighed in relief as I grabbed by phone, letting my shoulder relax. “I’ll be there in fifteen – twenty minutes, tops.” I hung up after hearing her ‘you better, or else!’ warning.

Working for a magazine company seemed like a dream when I was in high school and even when I learned how difficult it’d be in my journalism class in college – I just wasn’t planning on getting Meryl Streep from the Devil Wears Prada as my boss. Jane was nice – when she remembered my name. But, so far, my journalistic profession consisted of going on coffee runs and taking notes. Which I was all too familiar with, having been doing it for three years now, despite that Jane has a new intern and I was promoted to her assistant a year and a half ago. I glanced at my watch and realized I used up three minutes of my time sulking, again. I ran a hand over my face, composing the pile of paperwork into a neater pile and picking it up before heading to order. As I stood in line I thought of what else I could be doing – I could always quit, but then I’d have to start over. Maybe I should look into a new profession.

“Um, miss?” I looked up, seeing the barista looking at me with a small smile, noticing there wasn’t anyone in front of me in line anymore. “You’re next, I think.” I shook my head, walking up to the bar.

“Sorry,” I cleared my throat, looking at the menu.

“Rough morning?” I scoffed.

“You don’t know the half of it.” I finally looked at the person in front of me. My lips parted slightly, my breath hitching. As cliché as it sounds, this barista looked like he stepped out of a book. His hair fell slightly over his face, which looked soft. It was a mess of curls, brown. His eyes were round, brown, too – in summary, he was cute. Typical, barista cute.

“Well, nothing coffee can’t fix, right,” he looked down at the stack of papers on the bar and looked back to me with a smile, “Jane?” I gave him a confused look, looking where he looked and seeing Jane’s name sprawled everywhere on the stats reports. I shook my head.

“Uh – no, Jane’s my boss. I’m (Y/N).” I glanced at the clock behind him and looked at him again. “Actually, I’m late. So, can I get four vanilla latte’s with two shots of expresso in all of them, please?” I opened my purse and ruffled for my company card.

“Oh, sure,” he mumbled, punching in my order. “Fourteen twenty-eight.” I swiped my card and picked up the stats reports. “Receipt?” I shook my head, smiling at him before moving out of the way so he could take the customer’s behind me order.

I dug my phone out of my purse and shoved it into my back pants pocket, trying to make room for the paperwork. “(Y/N)? Your order’s ready.” I managed to place the papers neatly into my small bag, to give me room to hold the coffee.

“Thanks, uh,” I squinted toward his nametag, “Peter? Thanks, Peter.” He smiled at me, nodding.

“I’ll see you around, (Y/N).” I nodded my head, knowing it probably wouldn’t happen. I never come to this coffee shop, it was on my way from the drop off location my meeting was at, so I decided to stop when Jane texted me saying she needed a coffee fix. I smiled sadly, realizing I wouldn’t see the cute barista again.

“Sure, see you around.” I grabbed the coffee and smiled one last time before opening the door and heading back to the cab waiting for me.

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Uncut

I wrote this when Phil made his ‘My Secret Files’ video and totally forgot about it until I was moving stuff over from my old hard drive and figured posting it is better than just having it exist but not be anywhere so I hope you enjoy lmao

Summary: Phil is sorting out his old computer and he finds an accidental sex tape of his and Dan’s. 



Warnings: idk slight sexy times(ahaha I cant write smut lol) sad break up times and a little bit fluffy



Word count: 3489 



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Jack Gilinsky - Disgustingly in love

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“So are you going to just ignore me baby?” I sang lying down next to Jack as he had his eyes glued to the screen of his phone. He hummed in response, but I think he didn’t even know what I just said. “I’m so glad we are spending the evening together baby, even though it feels like you are on Mars,” I sarcastically commented making myself comfortable next to him. He sighed turning to me.

“I’m really sorry beautiful, but Johnson is bombing me with some of his ideas and we need to discuss them until tomorrow’s studio session.” He gave me his best puppy eyes making me feel like I was the one turning him off. I rolled my eyes kissing his cheeks.

“Do you thing, I’ll be here if you are done,” I told him pulling my phone out of my pocket. He gave me a thankful smile and then turned back to his little world.

Dating a celebrity had its downsides. For example, Jack was always away and when we were together he was usually multitasking and was thinking about work. I never blamed him, I know how much energy and time his work needs, and it wasn’t just his work, it was everything for him. We always had to compromise and I was okay with just being physically next to him, because I knew that sooner or later he would switch and turn his attention to me, I just had to be patient.

The other downside was that we had to keep our relationship to ourselves. Not like it was a problem, it was just quite hard to not answer any questions about us and pretend like we are just close friends when we were out in the public. His last relationship with Madison was always in the spotlight and it kind of ruined it for them. People knew everything about them and there were no such thing as a private life when it came to their business. That’s why he asked me to keep it down as long as we could, but it was a hard task for any girl who was in love with an amazing man. Because I really did want to post cliché photos of us, or just tell the world how happy he made me.

“I’m sorry baby, I just don’t want everyone to be up in my business,” he always told me when I wanted to post something in connection with him.

We kept our little act up really well, because not a single suspicious photo of us got out until after our first anniversary. A few days after it a photo appeared on a gossip site of us holding hands in a hotel. It had already been two entire months and we didn’t say anything about it to anyone.

Deep inside I was hoping it would push him a bit to be more opened about us and maybe he would let me post about him, but I didn’t want to rush him into anything.

His discussion with Johnson was a bit too long and I was too tired to stay awake in that lying position. I soon fell asleep next to him as I was waiting for him to finish. He wasn’t the only one having busy days, I also had a lot to do usually, so by the end of the day my energy level was quite low, my body was craving a nap since I got home, but I was trying to hold myself together to be with Jack as much time as I could. But sleepiness won.

The first thing I heard when I woke up was a soft click. It was like the sound the phone makes when you take a photo. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times before adjusting the lights around me. Jack was smiling at me with his phone in his hands and there was a photo of me he just took on it.

“What are you doing?” I asked clearing my throat.

“Sorry baby, but you looked so cute while sleeping, I had to take a photo.” Leaning closer he softly pecked my lips and then scooting closer he pulled me to his chest. I loved lying like this, I felt close to him, I heard his steady breathing and his heart beating.

I closed my eyes for another moment just enjoying the feeling of his body against mine when I heard another click. I opened my eyes and saw his phone in front of us, showing us in the front camera. I smiled seeing our reflection on the screen and he took another shot.

“What has gotten into you? This is not a photoshoot,” I teased him looking at the screen as he took some more pictures and the scrolled over them.

“We just look so freaking adorable,” he sighed stopping at one certain photo where I had my eyes closed, but I was smiling and he was looking right at me, a wide smile on his perfect lips, my hair all over his chest.

“Set it as your wallpaper,” I suggested, I liked that photo too.

“Actually, I have a better idea.” He opened the Instagram and started to edit the photo. I watched him trying out the filters with wide eyes, and when he captioned it with the sentence “never been happier” I turned to him.

“Are you sure about it?” I asked. He glanced at me smiling.

“One hundred percent. I want everyone to know how disgustingly in love we are,” he chuckled. I couldn’t be happier, scooting myself up I kissed him on the lips and the lay back to my previous position. I watched him post the picture and then he put his phone away only paying attention to me from then.

lclrgsl replied to your post “Psst, anyone got any celeb prompts? The thing I was working on is not…”

klaroline + “we broke up and I am making a fool out of myself so the media focus on me instead of you, so they might think I am the one who broke up with you. Even though I do hope you’ll take me back” maybe?

Thanks, Luce!

For Klaroline + Celebs!

Ain’t So Easy

He’s awoken by the insistent ringing of his phone, loud and shrill from the pillow next to his head. Klaus grabs at it but only manages to shove it off the bed. He groans, squeezing his eyes shut and feels relief when the incessant ringing stops.

He’s fairly certain it’s the middle of the night and positive that he’s still drunk. Not in a fit state to talk with anyone.

Klaus gropes for the blanket he’d kicked off at some point, planning on burrowing into it and not emerging for at least another 8 to 10 hours.

Unfortunately whoever is trying to contact him has other ideas.

His phone starts up again, all the more annoying with the slight echo it makes having landed in the narrow crevice between his side table and his bed. Heaving himself over he shoves his arm down, groping around until his fingers brush glass. He yanks it up, starring fuzzily at the screen.

It takes a second for the letters to arrange themselves into something recognizable and when they do Klaus wonders if this is a particularly vivid dream.

Caroline Forbes is calling him. After making it clear that she had no desire to continue their personal relationship though she’d told him that she trusted they could continue to have a cordial professional one. They would have a movie to promote in a year or so, after all. Couldn’t have the public thinking there was friction between the director and her leading man.

Now why, Klaus wondered fuzzily, could she possibly be calling him at the very un-businesslike hour of 3:42 AM?

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mattyhewhealy  asked:

hi!! i don't know if you have talk about this or if you even want to but i'd be very interested to hear the story behind your recent photo with hann! you both seem to be having such a good time, and it's such a unique fan photo. how did that happen?

Omg I just realized I never actually posted the story behind it! This might be long, bare with me.

Okay so basically it was taken at a private 21+ bar show that The Japanese House did at a city in Hollywood. That entire night was so wild and beautiful. I went to the show with @ifibelieveyou and we genuinely weren’t expecting Adam or George or anyone to show up. We solely went to see The Japanese House, but in our minds we knew it could be a very slim possibility since LA is only about an hour away from Santa Barbara where they were playing the following night, plus the guys are insanely proud of Amber and the rest of the Japanese House. So we went to the show and Amber and Freddy and Will were just lounging on couches and mingling and drinking. We literally spoke to Amber here and there for almost 2 hours. Then a while later George just casualty walked in. He seemed like he was really happy and relaxed and I mean it was 4/20 so he was most likely 100% feelin himself after a few joints. Then when the actual set started I looked behind me and Jam and Adam were there as well. I shit you not they were behind me during the entire set. G was sitting on a couch behind me and Adam, Jam, and Carl were standing and dancing and bobbing. It was quite nice to see how much they love Amber and the guys. We were in the very front and were going off the entire time and singing every word and knew every riff and chord and everytime it picked up. We also made a few weird noises and “yeah!” in between songs and I’m not sure from who, but during those I heard a few giggles from one of the dirty hit squad behind us. There was also someone behind me who was significantly shorter who I met before at redbull soundspace, so I turned around a few times to make sure she could see and was in good range for photos or anything and whenever I’d turn around George or Adam were looking directly at me. I think I got slight whiplash from turning my head away so we didn’t make eye contact. Then after the set everyone was just chilled. Basically how it went was, if you RSVPed before the show you got a stamp and could just walk around wherever you wanted in the bar or out on the outdoor patio and because we had stamps we got to go outside. So before we went out we spoke to Jamie and Hann for a few minutes and George was with people so we didn’t want to pester him too much so a simple hi seemed all that was necessary. Then later we saw Jam again and I spoke to him for a good while. At one point I asked him were the others were (Matty and Ross) and he said “Matthew’s actually sleeping right now, and I’m not quite sure where Ross is.” my thought immediately went to “he probably with John lmao” but I was like “Matty’s actually sleeping? Good! I’m proud of him. He’s been so busy lately, he deserves it” and Jam was like “Yeah, he’s in a really good place right now. This past week has been busy so far” and I kind of unintentionally grilled him and was like “Are you being sincere? I really hope he is in a good place” and he said very seriously “Why would I lie about that? He’s like my son. Of course he’s in a good place” Then we went out on the patio and just hung out with everyone we were with and hung out with Amber again and took photos with her and had her write things out for us. Then I saw Adam and went up to him and spoke to him again and he was so kind and happy and obviously a little buzzed (as was everyone including myself) and I spoke to him about Hannasdogs that I run as well as the beautiful edit I made of the guys as dogs with their billboard photoshoot and we talked for about 15-20 minutes and then someone came and swooped him away. Then we mingled a little while longer and had a few more drinks and I felt bad for continually going up to Adam so I went up to him again and was like “I’m sorry to intrude, but we were wondering if we could all just snap a few photos and we’d let you have the rest of your night with the guys” so he was excited and was like “Absolutely!” and I told him I have my disposable and wanted to take a disposable and a funny picture on my phone and he was like “Let’s do all of them!” so we walked to a lit up area and my friends took their photos and videos first and then I stopped him before I took the photo and I had the idea of having him draw me a dog to get tattooed because I have a deep love for dogs (obviously the Twitter account, the billboard edit, everything I talk about) and I know he has in a certain sense too so I was like eh why not. So I asked him and his face was so shocked and he was like “I can’t! I’d feel so horrible if you were to regret it in 30 years. Plus, I’m a horrible drawer.” It was actually quite cute because genuinely it showed how caring he is overall. So then we actually took the photos and I was like “okay, let’s take a normal photo with the disposable camera and a cute/funny one with my phone” so we took a super cute smiley one with my disposable and then I was like “let’s do this” and he pulled me in a little and just shot up a peace sign. I’m genuinely excited to develop my camera because it has the photo with Hann but also that not Amber took an iconic selfie with it as well. Plus it has photos from the Fingerprints signing in Long Beach, Night 1 LA from Ross side 2nd row, Balcony from Night 2, and Redbull Soundspace. ANYWAYS, after that Adam went off with Jam and the others he was with. It was nice because whenever Jam or any of them saw us they’d smile and nod and it felt so nice. I mean we were all for the most part drunk, but the environment was so nice. They were playing oldies all night so everyone was dancing and in the moment. There were pretty lights hanging outside and candles lit. It was so intimate and nice and it didn’t feel like we were intruding on anyone necessarily because everyone was mingling and enjoying the night. I have a new respect for everyone that was there that night. Everyone was so patient and sincere and just overall so kind. I think it helped that everyone was really drunk, but it just showed their personalities a lot more. Jamie is just a big softy and really loves those boys so much, Hann is just a goofy and bighearted dog loving wizard, Amber is the sweetest and funniest human to ever exist, plus the people at Interscope and Dirty Hit are sincerely so proud of every one they represent. Idk that night was so incredible and full of so many good ass memories. Plus, the picture with Hann is literally my favorite picture I’ve ever taken let alone taken with any member of any band.

This was all over the place. I’m sorry, but I loved this night. My god.