Tonight I was at The Bar on Sunset and Bronson.

Having a jolly time.

I was leaning over the bar and all of a sudden someone was hitting me frantically.

I look to my left and it was Adam Levine from Maroon 5.

He is hitting me. Because my hair has caught on fire.

Apparently I decided to lean right over a candle and didn’t notice.

I smell disgusting, like burnt feathers.

Luckily, only one portion of my hair got fucked. I only need a trim to repair the damage.

Thank you, Mr. Levine, for saving my life.

(via heatherfogarty and lastnightsparty)