For the past year or so, Shelley has grown up a little but only enough to ditch the club scene and carry out her vices in a more “sophisticated” manner. Although this has been a lovely transition into adult life, she recently pushed her dinner plans aside to rediscover the rhythm to which her heart beats and her fists pump.
A few weeks ago, Shelley went to the Highline Ballroom for the release party of Chachi’s “Heart is a Warrior”. I feel the need to explain that Chachi is one of “New York’s hottest DJs” and “Heart is a Warrior” is one of his new tracks. I also feel the need to explain that if you are described as one of New York’s hottest DJs, there’s really no need for an explanation. Whatever. It’s not like Shelley was there purposefully to be entertained by bridge/tunnel sleaze. She was there for work to support a client who is probably supporting her, putting money into the company so that the company can put money into Shelley’s bank account. Chachi! Chaching!
Feels just like a daydream
My world spinning around
[CAUSE I’M WASTED]
If you’ve been keeping up with Shelley or have any idea what the “club scene” is like, you may know that getting in isn’t always easy. There’s the effort of trying to look like the hottest bitch there, the anxiety of whether or not the bouncer will let you in, and the scavenge for free alcohol. But this time, instead of kissing club promoter ass, Shelley was on the VIP list with Chachi’s manager and strolled right in before the barelegged basic bitches without having to wearing her high heels.
Free vodka cranberries distorted an unbearable crowd so that it didn’t matter that they were there. Once you have 5 and hear “Empire State of Mind” it’s like, who cares?
Shelley headed back to Brooklyn at 4AM just in time to sleep for 3 hours before having to head back to work the next morning.