In the process of bleaching my hair as blond as it will go. It's been about a year since I've done this, exothermic reactions heating my head up under a head-sarong of saran wrap.
The first issue of Apparatus is done and published, to be distributed one week from now at the launch. Ah, the hot-blooded sex drive of a young publisher in his prime. Sangria was consumed in the Inner Harbour while we waited for Monk's to finish the dirty business. We all looked dashing.
And so do you.
Comments (4)
Unlike the hordes of tourists. We must do something about "sweatpant fashion," and also those stupid ruffled mini-skirts.
Posted by Joy | July 3, 2004 6:40 PM
Posted on July 3, 2004 18:40
I want a copy!
*shows some thigh*
Posted by Jason | July 3, 2004 6:45 PM
Posted on July 3, 2004 18:45
Buy your copy in a week from Subtext or Second Story. They're about two bucks.
The Fashion Death Rays are primed, and ready. Of course, it's Pride Parade today so all bets are off. Fashion doesn't exist on Pride Day.
Posted by ben | July 4, 2004 10:14 AM
Posted on July 4, 2004 10:14
TWO BUCKS!? Goddamit, Ben-- I showed THIGH.
(Second Story it is... that's just around the corner from my office.)
Posted by Jason | July 5, 2004 8:34 PM
Posted on July 5, 2004 20:34