Mac Miller?

What was I thinking? Smoke curling up from every group of underage, degenerate looking teens and Tweens. I being a more refined, conservative 25 year old turned heads or was it my cleavage? Okay so those descriptions don't go together but I did have a wardrobe malfunction. I'm grateful for the fact that I got out of a mosh pit unscathed. I am also grateful that whenever Mark and I go on these adventures that end in a result not foreseen that we have the most fun.