May Your Weekend Be Slightly More Epic.

Three guys walk into a club. They pretend to hear each other for two hours and then go home.

Unless they’ve got kickass visuals. I was working in West Hollywood this week as a huge, decadent, million-dollar party site was being erected. It turned out it was being thrown by Maxim to celebrate the Hot 100 Women of 2014.

No expense was spared. Including 40 valet parkers.

But my favorite aspect of whole affair was that an uninvited V. Stiviano showed up, and the bouncers told that skank to beat it.