I am sitting, by myself, in the middle of Chinatown. I am wearing the dress that you bought for me on a whim yesterday, because it’s so dreadfully romantic and wearing a beautiful item of clothing makes me feel beautiful, too. I am drinking Heineken— I am smoking cheap Ashford cigarettes that are more ash than smoke. I am humming Iggy Pop’s version of “China Girl” in my mind. Sirens keep interrupting the fairly precised rendition in my head, though. I am wondering about the occupants of the apartments behind the pastel-painted facades above the restaurants that I can’t afford to eat at. Who looks down from the illuminated windows, over lanterns and ledges, from windows that look like eyes as well? I have with me; one long leather coat, from the Middle East made in the 1970’s, a book by Roland Barthes (“A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments”) that you happened to lend me and a magic-carpet-bag to carry it all. I have a heart full of love, and a head full of ideas. I wish you were here.
If you haven’t already,
check out Vawk’s interview with me here regarding the Vawk Resort 2012 I wore on the People’s Choice Awards night.
It was such fun talking with Jentzen Michael Shea.
Here’s some Little Dragon. I’m addicted!
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