Friday was the last Fringe ever. It's been going weekly for a little under a year and the rotating themes have kept me dressed to impress. For the final fringe I opted for a dark funeral-esque look and piled on as much black fringe as I could. Can anyone say fringe false lashes? You saw it here folks!
I also wanted to share some of the relentlessly wild looks I found at the party.
This one is always flawless:
Fuzzy and blue:
I didn't even recognize Peter:
Our shot boy:
Human disco balls, Vintage Youth:
What the fuck, Rheal:
Me with Rheal and Lyle:
Lurking in the mirror:
R.I.P. Fringe! Thank you for many a sparkle covered night!