The Art School. Thats the name of the student-run bar on campus, and on every Thursday night, at approximately 10pm it turns into a gigantic club. Literally hundreds of hip night-crawling Glaswegians queue at the door, itching to be let in to drink unbelievable amounts of alcohol, watch bizarre films and dance till they can't feel their legs (a phenomenon that is aided by ample amounts of Guiness).
Tonight, I found myself there because I didn't have anything else to do. My friend Deena invited me to come along, and together we walked the short distance over the hill with a couple of her flatmates. One of them is probably the most Tim-Burtonesque character I've ever seen in my life. His hair was about a foot long and stood straight up on end, but was parted messily to one side (a la Edward Scissorhands). He was about six feet tall, and his chicken legs were accentuated my black skinny jeans. I don't think that he had washed or slept in days, had dark circles under his eyes, was smoking incessantly and couldn't walk a steady line to save his life. I have no idea what he had been drinking or taking, but it must have been a lot...
When we got to The Vic, I was very very underdressed, or rather, undercostumed. The general style at the Glasgow School of Art is fairly consistent. Women predominantly favor a variety of hairstyles from the 1960's, clothes from the 1980's, or anything bought second hand from vintage shops or charity stores. If it doesn't match, thats great. If normal society would think you've completely lost it, even better... Being here is like watching the craziest fashion show you've ever seen, and when you think you've seen it all, a woman walks in with a pink-glitter and sequin dress and hair fixed into a bleach blonde mohawk, with one side closely cut to her scalp and died florescent pink.
The party atmosphere at the bar was great, but I got tired to quickly to stay for very long. To say that I'm not a night owl is an understatement, and perhaps just by luck, I'm not yet stoned out of my mind or completely pissed(drunk). But next week, I might try a little bit of dressing up, and if I do, pictures will follow.
Cheers.
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haha! sounds ... interesting.. I think pictures MUST ensue this post. I think those parties could be ridiculously fun from what you say though! So what are you going wear?! I have a ball next week; its for all the outdoor clubs! its themed as any music genre you wish to dress up as, but i have no idea which genre i want to go as.. maybe christian rock? hahah! jk! have fun, dont take the blue pill...
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