So it started with a wonderful rumor. You see Queen Victoria has a tiny obsession with a particular boy band member. So, naturally, when we heard through the great vine that he was in Los Angeles we were on the hunt. Late nights in LA never turn out how they plan…instead they evolve into something different and unexpected. We ended up going to a tattoo parlor and getting our ears pierced (cartilage & tragus) for $20 a pop. We stumbled across a reggae rock band, yes you read that right, and at the end of our conversation ended up getting free tickets to their show. We wandered around in the late hours of the night embracing our brilliant adventure. We ended the night at a fast food joint and we all had come to the census that, for just tonight, we were infinite.