Given that I've been out of work, I've been shopping a lot. Tomorrow I'm going to California for a few days. To "rest". Bobo and I went to Saks and I got some Marc Jacobs shirts. Mordecai and I went to Barney's. I've been watching The Legend of Leigh Bowery again, feeling pretty inspired. Like: DRESSING UP! Obviously! It encompasses every medium, even if you don't do it so well all the time. I go-go danced on Saturday night, and a drunk Swede (told you) told me I was fat. But just in the stomach. So, in response, I think I am going to make fag City about style (style not fashion, there's a difference). I sort of already write about people's styles.
To begin with: my own style. Maybe I should just write down what I'm wearing, make lists of descriptions of how fucking fabulous I look when I go shopping at Zabar's. I wish I could film it. Today is the BIG SKY outfit, because that's the only song I've been listening to all day. Tell 'em, sisters. It is tight black velvet skinny jeans, a purple tank top underneath the oversized Gucci sweater. Ubiquitous green sunglasses and platform shoes. I am a monster and I am taking up as much space as I can. Coffee, Kate Bush, Cheeba, Florida Water. Keeping myself posted.