Calvin Klein Jeans party at 1OAK in May Jamie Burke and his band performed; unfortunately I only caught about a song and a half by the time I showed up.
People that I've seen or met since I moved to NY:
(in order of appearance)
- Lily Donaldson, whose voice was scratchy from cigarettes
- Björk, who bought $233 worth of blue things from my store
- Jamie Burke, whose band played at 1OAK
- Mos Def, who had a Spider-Man costume in the back of his trunk
- Nick Valensi, who asked, “Do I know you?”
- Nikolai Fraiture, whose baby is almost two years old
- Ali Michael, who did not look very tall in person
- The Selby and Mark Hunter, the latter of whom was looking for splatter print bike shorts in my store
- Amber Rose, about whom I have nothing interesting to say
- Robert Pattinson, who was quickly walking to Bar Pitti on 6th Av
Last night
went to the Calvin Klein Jeans party at 10AK.
Jamie Burke performed. Models can’t dance.
Then rode back to Brighton Beach, slightly drunk and too tired, thereby allowing my head to bang itself against the fucking rail inside the train no less than three times when it would lurch after a stop.
Tinypants of Love Brigade designed these, and is currently in the process of getting a fresh pair made for yours truly. The crew over at Love Brigade (Alyssa, Tiny, & Jamie) will also be playing an integral role in the re-vamping of my whole presentation, in accordance with the album’s theme/my real life passage into the mature masculine. Stay tuned!
W-w-whaaaa? :^O I CAN HAZ $HEER AW3?
