Olympic ice dancing had me in its graceful, creepy thrall last night — until this freaky Friskies psychedelic ash-id trip took all that gliding glitter to a whole nutha level. Yes, The Awl has live-blogged it.
Olympic ice dancing had me in its graceful, creepy thrall last night — until this freaky Friskies psychedelic ash-id trip took all that gliding glitter to a whole nutha level. Yes, The Awl has live-blogged it.