Fall

Fall in New York has come, although its hot today, the last week has been pleasant. Sweating through one shirt per day, no AC in the apartment, model's scurrying about for Fashion Week (although they're too skinny to be hot in person), drinking in the gardens (Above: Desiree, Mush and Irene at Redd's, which has pool, darts and Skee Ball inside, although I realize there's a distinct lack of drinking games compared to Colorado), wearing jeans, soccer under the lights, hot coffee, etc. I also proclaimed this take myself on a date week, so went out for meal, took long walks in the park, read a book under an old tree, went to a movie, strolled through GP at sunset. It was pretty damn sweet.
I'm off on a road trip and surf trip for a week. Peace.
Oh, and two things I like from watching Fashion Week, since I can only see this shit online:
Preen:

Yohji Yamamoto:
(Why can't there be more dope men's clothes in different hapes, colors, fabrics, etc. without logos and shiny BS?)

Comments
Reading on a date? That's terrible. You're supposed to get to know each other. And in your case, I guess, get to know yourself...intimately.
Posted by: jojo | September 8, 2007 10:35 AM