Basically last Saturday, Shayne, our bartender (all the colleges here have their own college bars), threw his pet project - the King's Communist Party.
Maybe because we're all communists at heart at King's ... or maybe simply because Shayne had an outfit that looks pretty commie. Either way, it entailed 8pm-midnight live DJ, dance floor, lots of drinks, costumes, face paint, and entertainment galore. A BLAST. Loved it. I'll let the pictures do the talking.
[Went over to Jade's before the party and we went to town with the face paint. Flipped my only red tee inside out, cut out/painted/taped the hammer/sickle, and then spent 10 mins in front of the mirror ... communist ready.]
[Workers unite.]
[Capitalist pig (with money where his handkerchief should be ...) and his "bourgeois" wife.]
[authentic posters! what!]
[Alice and me]
[ran into a couple of guerrilla fighters from Cuba ...]
[Shayan, me, Juan]
[armed and ready for attack! Alexia and Juan.]
[red-tee yellow-paper buddies.]
[guest appearance by Che.]
[reppin' the Commie gear.]
[King's College bar --> dancefloor]
[haha. such a picture you would see on a club publicity site or something. the lighting, sloppiness, laughs, "whaaa?"-ness, everything.]
[Everyone still on their feet ... Roman, me, Nadia, Jon, Peter, Anna.]
[Shayne, King's bartender aka brains behind the party.]
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