Welcome to the Villa! We greeted our guests the Outcast way: with a drink and a closet full of limited edition merch and new arrivals. Of course, we stocked the villa with our signature party favors — cigarettes don’t count in Europe, after all. 

After settling in, we gathered for a candlelit dinner and dined on prawn carpaccio, wild seabass, dry-aged tenderloin, and a few too many frozen mojitos. One round led to another, and just as dinner was coming to a close, we surprised our guests with a table at UNVRS to see John Summit. Girls just wanna dance, ok? We ended up behind the DJ booth and spent the night partying until the sun came up. 

We managed to rally somehow and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast at the villa before getting ready & snapping pics. Whatever happens in Ibiza ends up on IG. We made it to the dock just in time to catch the yacht for a day at sea. After lunching in Formentera, we continued our bender — this time, on jet skis. By sunset, all the drinking, dancing, and tanning had finally caught up with us and we were ready to call it an early night. So we ordered dinner straight to the villa and crashed hard. Our inner yacht girls were tired.

We awoke covered in rhinestones with the hangover of a lifetime and zero regrets. After breakfast, we sent our guests off to the airport in custom Outcast sweatsuits — so they could finally catch up on sleep. Same time next summer?