James keeps taking me on epic dates. First, it was surprise tickets to see Hamlet in Central Park, and Sunday it was tickets for Breathless at the MOMA. Afterwards, we stopped by the Olafur Eliasson exhibit; a total visual mind-fuck. I snapped these photos. totally "ipod", no?
While Rebecca was hanging out with the whole Project Runway gang (including Heidi Klum, Christian Siriano, Austin Scarlett, and Tim Gunn) Leti and I were on the 13th floor of an apartment building in the West Village celebrating a book launch for some book about psychedelic 60's crashpads. Complete with Oakley from the Rondelles / The Witnesses playing guitar and peace sign cookies, champagne cocktails, and a slew of people who probably pranced around naked, high on LSD, with flowers in the hair. Circa 1968.