[Monday, March 15th] As you most may already know, Mink Monday's are not made possible without doing the 'deed' in heels. My philosophy: the sexier the shoes, the better the food. Check these bad boys out.
I was fortunate to have my best friend Alice help me prep the food although she was burnt toast from her trip in Jamaica. :*)
Tarynn making the salad. Vodka and cola were not included, folks.
We must always take our stomach warm-up shot before we feast. Mama Mink says so!
My little babies, Sammy and Valerie getting it in.
Poppin' these suckers in oven hell.
And voila!Salad: romaine lettuce tossed in rasberry vinaigrette, topped with crumbled feta cheese and walnuts (courtesy of Tarynn aka female TK)
You can close your mouths now...
The Bay was in the house... What up Dom x Alexander Spit x Arwa x Macy x Tarynn.
Taking birthday shots for Arwa (center, white t-shirt)
We got so turned on by the food, Mark... now come ova here...
No empty shot glasses.... not here, not ever.
We then hopped over to the Dime right across Supreme on Fairfax to celebrate my homegirl Leslie's birthday. I was excited to see the turntable stylings of our LA's biggest DJs: Thee Mike B., Hoff, Kiilu Grand, and Tendaji Lathan. TK fell asleep on the way, of course, heavily induced with mad food coma.
My Bay Area loves: TK and Alex Spit.
TK even parties in his sleep... it's remarkable! There is no stopping for this dude.
Andddddd he is always photo-ready.
I guess it's hard to keep up when you're always surrounded by females.
Elizabeth, she was my Dakota Fanning for the night.
Neran and his homie girl, Jennifer outside the Dime.
Me and TK found a new "setting" to make our photos like this.
Get'em.
Bootsy, lmao... funny stories about this guy...
So me and TK were car-less. I hopped in, what I call the FIRST TIME I ever been in, a cab in L.A. #dudewherewasmycar
Turns out me and TK were also CASH-less.
But good friends will never let you down... ;) Thank you for the drinks + lift.
We snuck in a club during its last 15 minutes so I know exactly what song I was turning it on to. Usher - There Goes My Baaaby.
As we were exiting, Hollywood got all crazy hood when someone pulled out a gun. Everyone was freaking out, even TK threw me back inside the club. Those bacon hot dog vendors peeled out hella fast with those carts too when Riot police showed up.
But you know my hard ass wanted to get in on it. Peep me in the middle in the red. -_- I asked them to take me and TK home but no luck...... 
Brushetta: brushed with extra virgin olive oil and vermouth, toasted garlic, red onion, parmesan and chopped basil, topped with fresh tomatoes. (made by moi)
Pasta: linguine lightly cooked in olive oil, garlic, parsley and clam and sprinkled with shredded parmesan. The best muthafxxkin' clam linguine ever. (compliments to the chef of the evening... Mark Marcelo)
You can close your mouths now...The Bay was in the house... What up Dom x Alexander Spit x Arwa x Macy x Tarynn.Taking birthday shots for Arwa (center, white t-shirt)We got so turned on by the food, Mark... now come ova here...
No empty shot glasses.... not here, not ever.We then hopped over to the Dime right across Supreme on Fairfax to celebrate my homegirl Leslie's birthday. I was excited to see the turntable stylings of our LA's biggest DJs: Thee Mike B., Hoff, Kiilu Grand, and Tendaji Lathan. TK fell asleep on the way, of course, heavily induced with mad food coma.My Bay Area loves: TK and Alex Spit.TK even parties in his sleep... it's remarkable! There is no stopping for this dude.Andddddd he is always photo-ready.I guess it's hard to keep up when you're always surrounded by females.Elizabeth, she was my Dakota Fanning for the night.Neran and his homie girl, Jennifer outside the Dime.Me and TK found a new "setting" to make our photos like this.Get'em.Bootsy, lmao... funny stories about this guy...So me and TK were car-less. I hopped in, what I call the FIRST TIME I ever been in, a cab in L.A. #dudewherewasmycarTurns out me and TK were also CASH-less.But good friends will never let you down... ;) Thank you for the drinks + lift.We snuck in a club during its last 15 minutes so I know exactly what song I was turning it on to. Usher - There Goes My Baaaby.As we were exiting, Hollywood got all crazy hood when someone pulled out a gun. Everyone was freaking out, even TK threw me back inside the club. Those bacon hot dog vendors peeled out hella fast with those carts too when Riot police showed up.But you know my hard ass wanted to get in on it. Peep me in the middle in the red. -_- I asked them to take me and TK home but no luck...... Till next time. Ciao xo. Mink
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