OK, so it's no secret I'm planning an epic party on Feb 27th to raise funds for Haiti and to get a bunch of amazoid peeps together. There are many fingers in this feathery pie so in the run up to the event I will be introducing you to them one at a time, and who better to start with but the brains behind operation.
This would not be possible if it weren't for the help and mastermind of my very dear friend Chris Hemingway. If there were a country called 'PARTY' then Hemingway would be the prime minister. Nobody can pull a bash together like this fine specimen of a male. Get excited because Hemingway is presenting the knee's up of the summer in my opinion. He does an owl proud.
The Hemingway vision for a dope party is ... a banging dance floor is all you need really, everything else is a bonus … I guess growing up in the Hills, always building new cubbies as a kid, (in order to commit all that was mischievous at the time) was the substitute for being locked in a room playing computer games and that’s why I always feel the need to get busy when it comes to entertaining … you can put some drinks in eskies and turn up the stereo or you can build a new arena in the backyard every time in order to keep things … stimulating (if truth be told though, I ummm... I really like to party)
