There's a warm reality simmering up through my Lorazepam-sleep head that reminds me that the default world is about to be left in a dusty haze for a week in the desert. My preparation has begun in earnest with an investment in solid but sexy undergarments, aka "the basics." They must serve and preserve me, smooth and tighten, endure extreme heat and cold, and attract my soon to meet new best friends on the dance floor and at the trash fence.
My strategy this year boosted greatly by the Gaultier show at the de Young - which closes on August 19th, so get your ass down there if you haven't been. I would be so much farther along in my preparation had I listened to my friends and gotten there sooner...
My persona will incorporate cheap imitation Gaultier-inspired re-use of thriftstore materials decorated sparingly with ephemera that speak of something future and something past. Some things will be revealed through diaphanous fabric, some will be guarded under layers of skin-toned or black satin and elastic, hooks and eyes, sturdy zippers.
I will forget about the default world and enter into new kinds of negotiations, ones which I cannot yet imagine...
My strategy this year boosted greatly by the Gaultier show at the de Young - which closes on August 19th, so get your ass down there if you haven't been. I would be so much farther along in my preparation had I listened to my friends and gotten there sooner...
My persona will incorporate cheap imitation Gaultier-inspired re-use of thriftstore materials decorated sparingly with ephemera that speak of something future and something past. Some things will be revealed through diaphanous fabric, some will be guarded under layers of skin-toned or black satin and elastic, hooks and eyes, sturdy zippers.
I will forget about the default world and enter into new kinds of negotiations, ones which I cannot yet imagine...
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