You know the feeling.
You go out one night for a 'few drinks'. You look hot, or at least think you do. Then somewhere between knocking back a Jager and losing your underwear on the dance floor, those 'few drinks' turn into oblivion. Then suddenly, you wake up in a foreign place with your underwear on your head, and sand in an equally foreign place. The hangover isn't too flash either.
Photographer: Wendell Teodoro @ Zeduce
MUA: Ayshe Foster