Thursday, May 11, 2006
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When You're a Famous Boy; Is It Easy To Get GirlsWalk into a store.
2 sales people. In shirts.
Folding paper planes with printing paper.
Flinging them around, and observing how the lack of aerodynamics can severely alter the path of flight.
Forcing it to crash.
The paper planes soon become balls of paper that fill half the bin.
You see rubber bands become stars and other ambiguous shapes.
Before they join what used to be paper planes.
You see car-shaped cufflinks in the hands on 22year olds.
They go "vrooooom.....vrrrr...vroom".
The cars bounce to life, flying up makeshift ramps.
Up one arm, down the other.
They go all around the counter.
(I did not hit the "2" button twice by accident)
One of the guys go: "imagine if Valerie sees this."
The other guy goes: "It shouldn't surprise anyone."
Two Days Later.
Same two sales people.
Dressing manequins.
In the process, attracting the attention of passers-by and patrons, by dancing with the models.
They happen to dress manequins very well.
Mixing style and substance. Fashion and function.
Pure wardrobe magic.
screaming infidelity at 12:43 AM
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