Press play before reading and experience a rainbow flow through your soul.
Get drunk and throw paint all over the place? Don’t have to tell me twice.
Normally at places where you go to do something cool, like a concert, the snack is a stale ball of cracker jack and wine from a box. PP pleasantly surprises with their oakey chardonnay and crafty IPAs. Pretty bomb hummus. Free chocolate. Can’t ask for more.
Everyone who works there is having a good time. The bartenders can suggest the right brew. The instructor teaching you how to paint is your happy preschool teacher reminding you that the blue-black blob on your canvas ‘doesn’t have to look like a lake’ and ‘can be anything you want it to be’. (Hell yeah it can.) Beyonce reminds you that you’re a fine ass lady over the speakers. It all comes together and for that 2 hour class, world hunger ends and there is no political conflict in the Middle East. It’s all graaavy.