Sunday, May 24, 2015
A little tableau en style Warhol, in honor of yesterday's good news. Café regulars are well aware of my longstanding amusement with American's vinyl sweetheart...
At the far right is a souvenir from my long-gone Tokyo days, a late-'80s Takara Jenny, her little Chanelesque hounds-tooth suit a tiny marvel of tailoring. Next to her is the latest addition to the gang, looking wistful in a bridesmaid's dress that is if anything even more garish in its natural colors than it is seen here; she's meant to be Chinese superstar Fan Bingbing. I've decided that the Bubble Cut bride must have met them while on a junior-year abroad adventure. As for the renegade wedding guest who's arrived in cigarette pants, left, the less said the better; she's trouble.
Why, yes - I am starting to feel like I may have a tad too much time on my hands. Why do you ask?