The funny [annoying] thing about Milan is that eventually everyone becomes a PR or DJ.
Which always leads to rivalries and [gay] catfights.
This Thursday I'm DJing at Sacrestia (putting my iPod on shuffle), while two of my friends are hosting their own parties across town.
Obviously this means Friendship Terminated.
Anyway I'm wearing black lipliner to my party and I'm sure Alex will look lame [skinny and amazing] as usual.