Last year it took us to a lavishly gaudy hotel in Vegas, this year the fifth installment brought us to cabins with bunk beds in a California State Park. On Sunday night I hauled my ass up to Santa Barbara from the Oscars arriving just in time for when things really started getting going.
So much love, booze & dancing. And Smileboothing. I’m, like, embarrassed by the amount of Smileboothing that occurred after many a Patron shot.
Above are the Smilebooth photos I’m least embarrassed about and a few favorites of the photos I took during the party.