Anybody whose anybody knows that the place to be on a friday night in Rome is the ~legendary~ Muccassasina party at Qube. 3 floors of music, hot sweaty boys and "girls", people almost having sex on the dancefloor, people having ACTUAL sex on the dancefloor. It's killer and a hot ass mess which is why I called up my two favorite girlz in the city, the Glorioso sisters, Gemma & Giorgia, the notorious heiresses from Beirut to come get crazy with me. Fast forward to 2 hours later of getting lost in the back alleys of Rome we finally arrive to via di Portonaccio 212 slightly tipsy from our shots in some little bar by Tiburtina. The queue is massive but being us we just run up to the ropes and are ushered in (thanxxx Stefano Mastropaolo). We spend most of the night running up and down the stairs to the different dancefloors to dance on tables to "I wanna Fuck With You", running through packs of cigs, running away from creepy guys, and running to the bar for Long Islands. "I AM NEVER WEARING HEELS AGAIN" is the phrase du jour of Gemma and Giorgia. Suddenly around 3 or was it 4 am? The girls realize Giorgia has math class in the morning (YES class on the weekends is a "thing" in Italy) and rush out leaving a trail of admiring gays "OMG YOU LOOK LIKE EVA LONGORIA!!!" in their wake and leaving me to hook up with some random guy from Madrid in a Harvard tee shirt. HASHTAG: #whatismylife or maybe #YOLO?
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Take me party with you :)
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