Sunday, October 30, 2011

Skulls, jacks, Tenebaums, and high kicks

We both pack gin and bubbles. He is Richie Tenebaum, post cutting-scene, and I am a Thai boxer. Greeting us in a cab is a graying Miss Liza Minnelli and a Just Dance era Gaga.

Inside is Geri Ginger Spice in Union Jack and Zombie boy, the re-viral living meme and pet of Nicolas Formichetti. Introductions and gossip are followed by four-to-a-mirror primping in the bathroom. The party ends at 11:30 as instructed. We side step to a gay bar.

To Pitbull, where a hairy, shirtless chest of tattoos is the common costume. Give high kicks on the back smoking patio, threaten most with murder. Then slip off a cold street into a cab, the pale shins under a lengthy coat the only sign of a boxer.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

2009 was the best costume ever. (Clothes: canvas. Us: art)

Go ahead, beat me this year. I'll even give you 10 tips. That and some other new stuff up on, where I'm currently hanging out online. (Update: GlobalTV and The Province? Hi, friends.)

Friday, October 14, 2011

When the world tour is over, the band comes back to make another record.

Will reconstruct the past soon. Hiding out now. At home.