Our expectation was to storm Vancouver’s 3rd beach with a team of boombox-armed infantrymen and women, blaring synchronized 90’s Dance + Booty Bass and overwhelming what we predicted would be a 100-strong beach party in full swing.
We arrived to discover about 10 people and no hint of a Party.. but once we pumped up the jams and started cutting loose, a modest crowd began to form, growing steadily as the night progressed, with all manner of passersby compelled to join us and get down.
A pretty good test run and a pretty good time!
THAT’S MY BRA.
Mystery solved! We’ve been wondering who’s that was for a long time.