Tuesday, February 21, 2012


All eyes were on New York last week as the fashion shows kicked into high gear. Who? Why? What? How? Cow? Wow?
Nobody knows, and that's the way it should stay. DAB was there(uninvited) drinking the bubbly and indulging in all that leather gossip. Thanks for the memories, I will soon forget about it all. You know who you are! Lincoln Center never looked so black and blue. I tripped on the stairs, fell into the fountain, got chased by a guard, then miraculously recovered my poise and grace only to have my top hat stolen by some dandy in a pink suit. Hey, those are the streets for ya! Remember to always bring a
whip. That's the way I like it. Fountain rules! Hey, where's my hat?

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