In 1994 I was eight years old. I didn’t understand sex, drugs, rock music, or the concept of VICE, where I’m not even an official intern. I moved to Brooklyn and just hang around the office until people get sick of me and send me out on deranged courier missions through Manhattan. Sometimes they have me move furniture or perform other delinquent work. Today I am writing about the 15-year anniversary Halloween bash that’s been all over the internet because I am wide-eyed and they think it’s cute.
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LONDON - Vice UK 3rd BIRTHDAY
The Cribs played at the party last night, smearing blood all over their faces and punching the air with joy. See more pix from the party
Jane Stockdale took this photo. Look out for her work in the upcoming Vice Gallery exhibition.
