The first time I've ever had Red Stripe Jamaican Lager was in Atlanta. You weird little pill bottle full of delicious beer bubbles... you are my favorite! But as great as the DJ mixes were at the loft, it just didn't really float my boat. I was disappointed with the setup that looked like it was too thrown together at the last minute, and I was bored half the time from not doing anything but standing around. They could've added a simple guitar hero area or a turntables photo-op station/booth somewhere whomp whomp. Or get some performers/dancers pumpin!
For those souls who don't know, meet Red Stripe :)
Here is a huge contributing reason for disapproval - the ladies room had two bathrooms, one of which was out of order and the other ... was missing a flippin door. NOW is the time to say wtf??
And this ghetto sign scribbled on their very own notebook paper taped up to the bathroom door hahah.
This mural thing makes me very very happy. Someone said it looks like a giant pop tart.
But there was a fun Ah-Ha moment when we opened up the goodie bag ...
... a 1 gigabyte USB drive with 5 free songs from the night - how cute!
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