So we’re drinkin drinkin drinkin drinkin Coca Coca Cola!

Colleague and I took 800 shots last night. Widdled down to 150, he said 50 tells the story. HA ha yeah right you wish start your own blog then OH wait, I just looked through 4 more pages worth o_0. Lets trip down through the vortex shall we then? Ps. Do you know that song lyric (post title) by modest mouse’s Tiny Cities Made of ashes song?

I’m going to play it right meow! You should too.

I dressed like a spanish ballroom dancing fly girl. It’s going to catch on, watch for it.

Now here is why this going to be a 4 part post if I’m not too selective.

I spy Ally on the red carpet, the beginning of 30000 familiar faces. What an amazing party list! I throw my head over one shoulder, BAM fifty faces I recognize. I kept pinching myself about it only being Monday night.

Flipbook. Adorable.

I’ll post a video of my book or you can just super scroll.

It’s like this son!

I look the same but the image on the screen isn’t.

Bahah I am ridiculous.

What is this Etalk Daily?

I look like Madonna. Slight gap too.

Or Monroe.

In we go to the Hoxton. Kenny owns it. Bumped into him, he tells me this and my eyes go like this 0_o. Out of sight. I was trying to say how this was like Night at the Roxbury and we are living it but I lost the ability to speak at that point.

Glamorous little figurines everywhere I hope they didn’t feel ostracized by how hot they are or were last night.

I spy linds! :)

When opportunity knocks…

Capture the pearl necklace moment. Would you believe that was staged, he missed it initially. SPOKESPERSON. Plus point person capital me. Ok I will stop pointing that now.

Had absolutely no idea the theme of the party. I stepped into my tickletrunk, found my AA tube skirt, my one piece-piece from nearly naked (miss you dudes!) snob girl (it’s fake gucci) purse and voila. ALMOST wore the hot pink gauze around my neck, but that ages you so no. Not yet.

Tweet wall made my drink order take forever. I invented in my head that the bartendress was purposely avoiding me. Later when I moved along to the middle part of the bar, deeper, way faster to get drinks. How many did I have, Colleague?

OH right the oyster bar. I had twenty. I love yuppies and oysters, standing with yuppies while eating oysters, messing with yuppies and hogging all the condiments then braggarting my hot sauce skills. I did all of that.

Open bar too. S- Show. Classic.

The Fairlie sisters!

Coke bottle chandeliers fabulous and I never noticed. I guess colleague gets bored when I am infecting people with Raymitis. Ohh that sounds scary!

Another stunner.

Seriously serve me!

I rolled a cigarette out of my tip money. She still didn’t care.

Zzzz. I got three Jack and diets, slid one over to colleague like a smooth criminal would and made like 5 guys burn up with jealousy over him getting a drink like that. THAT is how the singer of Queens of the Stoneage passed ME a shot of (I’d love to but I can’t) vodka at sound academy. Ask Darius. Evidence here (scroll to the end and I kept the shot glass). Speaking of Sound Academy, taking a fleet to sound academy for empire of the sun tonight going to be gangbusters. It’s not sold out yet fyi.

Me and Christine and Ameet who was going to cast me in an H&M ad but couldn’t in the end cos of my tattoos (BOO!) checking us out. HI! send me more work thanks please :).

Here I am telling him off about it. I was on FIRE last night!

Here I am turning into Sharon Stone.

We had the same outfit. Brock was like who is she? He is like a mini guy raymi ahahhaa groupie. Me and casie like to push him around. He’s coming with to SA tonight.

Lisa said she liked my style regarding bringing my colleague as date/in-tow. My secret weapon.

Place was packed all night long. Estelle was the performer. Amazing divarifique :).

Sean and I are going to do another video segment together like old times. THE ISSUES! My hair is really greasy and flat and I look like Duncan. I’m gonna have to put a tattoo on that burn mark. Gnarly.

Sean & Raymi discuss the issues from Sean Ward on Vimeo.

(music by my friend Unagi, that’s his rap name real name is Brolin, still wicked).

LOVE pumped up servers! speaking of pumped up kicks i’m seeing foster the people, maybe I’ll take my dad! hey dad I have plus one for that wanna be my date? I’m also going to Portishead.

I love her hair!

Some kind of tartare what is this? Give me this I know this!

Shawn is also coming to Empire of the sun tonight.

What’s up Cory did you go to the Bunny ranch while in Vegas?

Dan Levy, do you have ANY sort of relation to Eugene or your brother, also named Dan Levy? bahahah ok I just got it. I like that you were dressed like Tom Hanks in Big and didn’t get that significance. EVEN!


Casie’s little hat.

OMG sorry to interrupt but the thing I am singing in just made pitchfork media!!! HUGE!!!

Me and zach. He was shooting for diet coke. He always puts me in NOW when we bump into each other at concerts.

More Oysters.

Holy crap full on oyster vortex.

I terrorized that cute yuppie beside me. He liked it.

Bathed in the ATM glow with Casie.

Colleague and I provoked lots of people, you must in order to get them to come out of their shells, easily, I coax them out. Hello Mr. Nus back there. Looking good.

Yo said you were fat again. Liar.

We should do phoney ad campaigns together posing as husband and wife. “Your daddy’s rich, and our mother’s good looking…”

ROXANNE! YOU don’t have to wear that dress tonight! Hahah can you imagine a dude screaming his guts out at his woman of the night woman? Sigh.

Why do I look like putty?

Jenny we missed you!!! Project Jenny McBeth soon.

HAHAH the background the everything. This is me discovering my flipbook.

WOah relax there, get out much? nahahaaahahhahhaa.

Doesn’t take much. Oh I have welsh eyes. Know what that means hehh… ask my friend Mr. Jack Daniels about it.

So cool. Luckily I did a pin-up pose combo, I thought it was just going to be 6 stills like photobooth I dunno. This idea is way better.

Then an extra.

Hee hee we are all busting on this photo on twitter right meow.

Then I danced on the top of the stairs so everybody in the room could see me.


HahHAha my hair.

I thought that was the social network guy. SWOON. You have my card dude we can pretend! Steph I’m doing Steph face!

You’re my gal Val. I’m waiting on your blog post about Raymi’s Runway Tips. Brinner Soon! (Brunch at dinner time, during a hangover) (gahahahaha!)

Casie and I slightly match as usual.

I like my purse strap over the shoulder mom thing. Hard to dance with a long purse. Worth it cos I look like Heathers. Well, this is mean blog girls after all. lolz. Hisss!

My head is getting skinnier.

It was such a fabulous time thanks again!

I spy a girl that caught colleague’s eye. I got her card too! Wing girl!


We need to get another look. She might come to devil’s night burlesque. Hot Raymi army is growing. RAYMI ARMY Should be our burlesque name cos then I get to jumble it around like Army Raymi yarmi amy? Uh confusing.

My arm is ripped and I fanned the crowd with Christine’s purse fan. I am nice to the world. I felt bad for those wearing leather jackets inside a club as their outfit. I didn’t even bring a scarf cos I knew it would be sweltering.

Had many roast beef rolls throughout the night.

Kept saying OK JUST ONE MORE lol.


Trippy I like.


Getting ready for Estelle.

She just went from my hair to her hair and I said that’s interesting as I lived many years with YOUR hair. We are going to be great friends.

SUCH a great performance. I spied Kardinal in the crowd, we go way back:

She was perfect. I boogie’d.

Lauren O’nizzle looked like a politician’s wife. Without missing a beat she waved like Jackie O. I almost wore my bow headband. I wore bow earrings instead. Too much bow.

Side stage view was grand.

Why are you behind a pillar?

I look like Eileen here (my nana). OH COME ON EILEEN! I spy Dekel.

Cutie cutie cutie!

And I spy Shawn again. I overheard two girls discussing Estelle’s skinnyness ooh good point something else to be envious of.

Then there is the “other” world of Raymbo Bright you’ll be experiencing some of pretty soon, the music “industry” part. That’s Dekel.

We go way back, but who cares I certainly don’t!

And from the cheap seats.

Dance party!


Hi Kenny!

There’s the mark zuckerberg actor guy behind me ahha and we both look uhhh…

More good looking people.

Ok time to go.

They were girl versions of tin toy sexy soldiers.

I made them do this. SPOKESPERSON!

See? I am such a Madam and they just listen. Teacher said I would make a great teacher.

HAhaha aw see how they’re still standing like that?

The one on the left looks like Megan Fox.


Fabulous Night thanks for the treats Diet Coke :).

Want captain Raymbo to cover your party with my colleague? E: I’d love to! (While finishing this my blog traffic/numbers were cranked. Not one cuss word to be found in this post either could ya tell?)

let me tell you about the ketamine guy

while i wait for my nails to dry and because it’s such a festive story. i only assume it was ketamine, i know that it was something. maybe you can figure it out. maybe it was ecstasy?

the following are pictures of said guy:

when i first noticed him in the middle of our little enclave of people he was extremely into staring at the very essence of his soul in the mirror, in slow motion, INTENSELY, like hi that’s you, that’s me, i am you and you are me you know when you are blasted on whatever and you accidentally look in the mirror then 3 hours later you realize I HAVE BEEN STARING AT MYSELF AND CONTEMPLATING THE UNIVERSE FOR THE PAST THREE HOURS I THINK I FIGURED OUT THE MEANING OF LIFE .

he was COMPLETELY incomprehensible, he told me his name but i forget it now, he was really into SKIN and his bare arms and touching them, stroking them, SHOWCASING THEM ahahahha oh man no i will not touch your arm sorry. he asked us a million times to touch him. yeah i think this is seeming more like E the more i draw back on it and i am fully getting sketched out too, Olé!

yes you have an arm, yes it is veeeeeeeeery long right now and LOOK yes, there it is, right there, hi arm!


dj behind him was like just get away from this guy, disengage, but then i got really concerned, i asked him if he was alone and he goes I AM ALWAYS ALONE in the slurriest voice ever. oh great you emo poet thanks. then this other dude starts talking to him and looking at me all menacingly and i’m getting nervous cos i keep whispering in his ear i think your friend is on something don’t be offended that i know this (HAHAHAHAHHA)(I was really worried i was being offensive and somehow i was the only one in the world to notice his highness?) and you need to take care of him and i am simultaneously relieved cos now i can pawn him off on this chap sans guilt then the guy says um seriously? i am this close to shoving him (or something like that maybe more violent) i go what so he’s not your friend?? dude says no not at all i thought he was yours and that’s why i was being nice to him i said oh fuck please get him away take care of him do something guy says just ignore him.

steve is a paramedic and he said that the guy could not possibly freeze to death in the span of twelve hours based on friday nite’s temperature so don’t worry if he fell asleep in a snowbank come sun-up someone would find him, even w/o a jacket he’d be fine. thanks steve.

oh right he also kept grabbing my hair and getting his fingers tangled in it and pulling it which is when fil had finally had enough and took his hand out of my hair with his oj simpson gloved hands and steve formed a barricade around my body every time the guy tried to come back. he just couldn’t figure out why he wasn’t allowed to wrap his arms around my hair. aw.

i told you before about fil and his desire to wear his oj simpson gloves inside right? well he mentioned it friday nite too hahahaha he said it’s his thing or something, fil?

on purpose tattoo pose.

matt really hated my tolerance for that fucked up guy, he says i have a problem, based on the previous encounter with the grossman’s guy WHO NATALIE BUMPED INTO YESTERDAY!

hey steph why are you checking your phone?????

intense conversationalist much? jokes guy, jokes.

ok the rest are here if you care or forgot to check last time.

i am now in the feeling nauseous can’t have dairy or will explosively fill my pants stage of my sickness and apparently all my relatives have some form of sickness as well. we bought nice cheese from the cheese boutique, can’t have it. so mad and sad and i cant even drink to tune out the predictable ensuing family tension of fun.

i wish you guises luck as well.

oh and i forget how to curl hair properly, i don’t remember it being that difficult but anyway i want my hair to look like xiaxue‘s so i am watching this now, don’t ask me how to curl basically, watch this she also has extensions i think so if it works for those then this is a pretty good tutorial video:

art show closing party TONITE remember!

COME COME COME COME COME! i have some fresh zits on my chin for you to look at, snakebite zits.

painted it anyway, i’m sure someone will take pity on its fucked up leg, someone who smokes lots of weed and is missing eyeballs perhaps?

butterface is now complete.

i didn’t want to change my blog around today so i could work more on art which actually means yes i want this extra procrastination gift so i let the nerdery convince me of taking the leap today but i at least have come up with some new painting ideas. (in my head) (in the shower) (like half an hour ago) last minute creation has always been my style. give me weeks and weeks to obsess and stress and fear and be uptight over some thing i’m supposed to do and then the nite before/day of i’m sitting on the couch hunched over like a crazy spazz.

wow. disgusting. i’m disgusted. “you” “people” “are” “disgusting” “wild” “animals” “holy” “gross”.