Around 5:30 p.m. Friday, I descended on a Spanish-style mansion on Miami Beach’s Pine Tree Drive hosting a fete by
Myspace queen Tila Tequila, who was recently featured in a
NY Times article about the Internet’s largest social network messing with its users with new restrictions hampering their abilities to design their pages and promote new projects. In Tequila’s case Myspace co-founder Tom Anderson allegedly pressured her to take down her Hookah, a musicplayer/music store developed by
Indie911. Myspace places restrictions on what third party software its users can have on their pages.
But the girl was here to party. And there was plenty of free booze flowing too, which is how we like it at Miami Malady. In the shaded part of the courtyard, behind the turntables, Tequila was bumping and grinding all over
Don Diablo, Amsterdam’s baddest DJ, who was dropping a hard house and electro mix for the small set of invitees. At one point, Tequila leapt onto Diablo -- who caught her by her butt cheeks -- and dry humped him. She sashayed her way to a group of male friends by the pool and gave them juggy hugs. Tequila turned around and smacked a buxom blonde with fake supersize Double D’s on her ass. When asked how she was doing, the smoking hot waif replied: “Aw, ya know, kind of wasted.” Now that’s classy with a capital “K.” Then I snapped these pictures of Tequila that made me want to love her long time. –NA
Around 5:30 p.m. Friday, I descended on a Spanish-style mansion on Miami Beach’s Pine Tree Drive hosting a fete by Myspace queen Tila Tequila, who was recently featured in a NY Times article about the Internet’s largest social network messing with its users with new restrictions hampering their abilities to design their pages and promote new projects. In Tequila’s case Myspace co-founder Tom Anderson allegedly pressured her to take down her Hookah, a musicplayer/music store developed by Indie911. Myspace places restrictions on what third party software its users can have on their pages.
But the girl was here to party. And there was plenty of free booze flowing too, which is how we like it at Miami Malady. In the shaded part of the courtyard, behind the turntables, Tequila was bumping and grinding all over Don Diablo, Amsterdam’s baddest DJ, who was dropping a hard house and electro mix for the small set of invitees. At one point, Tequila leapt onto Diablo -- who caught her by her butt cheeks -- and dry humped him. She sashayed her way to a group of male friends by the pool and gave them juggy hugs. Tequila turned around and smacked a buxom blonde with fake supersize Double D’s on her ass. When asked how she was doing, the smoking hot waif replied: “Aw, ya know, kind of wasted.” Now that’s classy with a capital “K.” Then I snapped these pictures of Tequila that made me want to love her long time. –NA
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