Woot Motherfucker!

The weekend was a blast. Me and my virgin bunny ass got down at Bunny Jam on Saturday. Sadly I didn’t bring a hoop. Why is it that when you bring a hoop, there isn’t room to hoop; but, when you don’t bring a hoop there is plenty of room. It’s bad self-fulfilling prophecy that I am going to break, for it is a part of my destiny as Bunny Hoopstar.

And then Bunny Hoopstar made an appearance at the BYOBW race in San Fran(fuck you)DISCO. (See how I switched to writing about myself in 3rd person? Bunny Hoopstar is a goddess!)

At Hooppain, nothing says, “I love you” like a middle finger pointing at the sky.

What’s rad in the hoopworld? Hmm — I just got my lovingly created travel hoop from Anah. And I’m sure there are some cool hooping videos up somewhere. But I’m way to busy spazzing out from rubbing my new hoop against my crotch to figure what’s out there!

x.o. - qp