30/10/15: On any given weekend, at any time of the year, Vauxhall is full-o-freaks. Fact.
But for a few days at the end of October, they get to blend in and become the norm as the rest of civilization seems to lose it, shred perfectly good t-shirts, spray themselves with copious amounts of sticky red fluids and head out in to the night with the hope of getting the willies put up them.
At least I believe that is the premise of Halloween. Anyhoo, not wanting to be the only one without a FB timeline worthy of a Hammer House b-movie, on Friday night I dressed up like a club photographer (oooh, scary) and headed over to the A:M Hotel, home of psychopaths, inhuman experiments and fraudulent doctors, we were assured.
What I found were three arches of gored-geous hot guys and friends in various states of undress (hoorah) dancing to scorching tunes from the likes of MisWhite, Terry Bryan and PerQX accompanied by the original Mistress of the Dark, MC Crystal.
Louise was the bitch-witch in control making sure it all ran smoothly and it turned out to be the most freaktastic Friday I have had in ages. Must pop back to suck on a boy’s neck again soon. Mwahahahahaha, as they say in Peckham.
Protocol London, 6 South Lambert Place, SW8 1SP
Words and Photos by Chris Jepson
