This weekend I took part in a mini slumber party at the Castle.


Lumi, MarZ and I listened to our old companion Sol Invictus, drank mango margaritas and pored over the Codex Seraphinianus in bed.


I’m convinced this needs to become a tradition and am willing to host the next one.



There are several reasons I prefer drinking Tequila when I do drink. One is the almost fevered energy levels the morning after. We woke just in time to watch the sun rise and bathe the room in  fire for a few moments.

6am, Hollywood. Sunrise.