I have so many things on my mind I don't know where to start.
I guess I'll go in order and begin with the Chanel half-tint sunglasses. They are amazing. I need them. Minus the price tag. I hate it so much when parents buy their children egregiously expensive clothing on a day-to-day basis without batting an eye. These types of parents can be found shopping for toddler's True Religion jeans and Juicy Couture sweatsuits at Bloomingdale's and Lester's. You can probably identify the mother by her botched nose job and cheek implants or whatever. But that's not the point so here is a picture of sunglasses.
Besides Chanel half-tints, I want to walk the Freedom Tunnel. The Freedom Tunnel is an Amtrak tunnel that runs under Riverside Park in Manhattan. To get in, you have to climb through a hole in a bit of fence and do other bad things that can subject you to fine/arrest by the police. The illegality of walking the Freedom Tunnel sucks because it looks like an incredibly compelling place to photograph. There's graffiti all over the walls (courtesy of Chris "Freedom" Pape), and I hear the lighting will ROCK UR SOCKS OFF. I did a little online research because I am a cool person and one guy said a hobo chased after him with a meat cleaver upon entering the tunnel. I also hear that the train that runs through there is "silent but deadly—" It's really hard to hear and can run in either direction, easily rendering you dead.
The potential creepy factor of walking this tunnel reminds me of Mexico's "Isla de las Munecas," or
Isle of the Dolls.
I feel like the Freedom Tunnel would be a pretty rad place to photograph some of Rick Owens' more "minimalist" pieces; the ones that look deceptively simple. Like this, perhaps. Except in white.
Also, as a follow up on yesterday's post, "Child's Play," I wanted to share a picture of the epitome of kitsch.
Tokidoki backpack. Note the RAINBOW zippers!
Happy. Friday.