Everyone came dressed like they were attending a Grade 8 Valentine’s Day Dance. But instead of sucking on cinnamon hearts and hoping that Justin would ask them for a slow dance in the school gym, guests knocked back double whatevers and waited for no one at JunJun bar on College Street. They took turns owning the microphone to belt out Mariah, TLC, Lionel Ritchie, bringing zest and vitality to a wide variety of sad-sack love songs. Celine Dion was discouraged but not prohibited. As predicted, things got kinda sloppy. In the best possible way. FUCK YOU, Valentine’s!

Photos by Becca Lemire