It doesn't matter how cool and original you think you are, you did come from somewhere…namely a vagina, and before that a sperm and an egg. And now here you stand, with a family that probably humbles you in some way, people you're forced to interact with whether or not you like that your uncle whistles "London Bridges Falling Down" under his breath incessantly and wears his ex-wife's dead mother's gold-plated dentures on a chain around his neck. And even though your grandfather ditched your grandmother out of the blue one day, just ran off with his creepy secretary and bought a bunch of race horses and a rehab hospital for celebrities, and the two of them now tour the country in a tour bus that'd make Don Henley weep with jealousy--you still have to talk to the fuckers. Stupendous, a new photography zine that our friend Maggie Lee is in (that's her babe mom up there, btw), is breaking the champagne on the bow with an ode to these kinds of people, and the party for it starts at 10. Scarf down your meal and get the hell over there (click below to find out where "there" is, and get a preview of what to expect). PS: Free beer.
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