monsvalentine

back from vegas. ouch. magic was awesome. my line... da'mage... was hot. the peeps were loving it. i got it in some great stores. right on. but it was an ass load of work. eight in the morning til about seven at night. non-stop. then we all felt compelled to party like it's nineteen ninety nine... til the wee hours of the vegas morning.

tuesday night was off the chain. dinner at nobu. then the ben sherman party. check this out. i was hanging with some of the kids from modern amusement. we ran into snoop dogg by chance. and this fool just starts firing away. next thing i know, i'm getting handed some love from the doggfather himself. rad.

that new modern amusement line is hot. think like... punk prep.

oh, funny story. i was on the elevator wednesday morning. "feeling, looking like a million bucks, ah!" no, actually i felt more like a trainwreck. so... this homosaywhat forty year old jumps on the elevator and decides to comment on my shirt. dude says, "i would never wear that shirt." good. it was a cream t with a huge black skull and crossbones outlined in a deep mutated purple. with various graffiti throughout. i just smiled at him. no need to comment. he had on jean shorts... with an elastic waist band. holla! pimp daddy!

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