Saw Michael Imperioli last night on Sixth Avenue. You know that wacky facial he sports in Life on Mars? Real! In the seventies, evidently, dudes were just a leather vest and a Stetson away from being Jesse James.

If you're within fifty miles of New York City, get your ass to Banksy's fake pet store. Sheer brilliance. Animated chicken McNuggets pecking for sauce, leopard skin coat lounging lazily in a tree, makeup-caked white rabbit preening in front of a mirror. See it all here. They're not selling anything, so at least in that way they're like every other store in New York.
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