HOOK!
so i went to the most amazing party of my whole life last night at a space called The Treehouse. Its an art house in new orleans where the housemates have, over the course of a year, erected a 4 story treehouse in an old oak tree with nothing but dumpstered or stolen objects.
They have a fucking water slide.
and swings.
and it lights up at night.
and a rope bridge big enough for probably 20 people to sprawl out on.
and secret passages! (where people smoke and make out)
and a pool.
i stared at it for maybe an hour total last night when i wasn't climbing up and down it and thought that, maybe, i could possibly go to school for Architectural Treehouse Theory.
www.1614esplanade.com is their website where they list stuff they do and pictures.
since this picture was taken (2 months ago) they've added the rope bridge.
i was in love and met a lot of cool people.
They have a fucking water slide.
and swings.
and it lights up at night.
and a rope bridge big enough for probably 20 people to sprawl out on.
and secret passages! (where people smoke and make out)
and a pool.
i stared at it for maybe an hour total last night when i wasn't climbing up and down it and thought that, maybe, i could possibly go to school for Architectural Treehouse Theory.
www.1614esplanade.com is their website where they list stuff they do and pictures.
since this picture was taken (2 months ago) they've added the rope bridge.
i was in love and met a lot of cool people.