You know it’s going to be a special kind of weekend when it starts with the blessed image of the technicolor unicorn horn who goes by the name of Angelyne. Since my ass doesn’t live in L.A., I feel like it’s such a rare moment whenever I get a glimpse of this exquisite raver angel who fell off the face of a Garbage Pail Kid card a million years ago during a meteor shower. Here she is practically flashing her start fruit while shopping for toiletries at a drug store in Malibu today.
This is what it looks like when you chew on a glow stick while watching Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? shortly after washing down an acid tab with Dimetapp. Take it all in!