Today’s soundtrack: when I report to work, I have to wear my uniform.
Today at 8:02pm: Explaining to a Japanese photographer that I am not Japanese.



Yuka and her sub-magazine, Educated Community, sponsored an art show at the Agnes B. store in SoHo. It was called “Bake Sale” and featured huge, LP-sized cookies that local artists painted on with food coloring. Yuka had one of her assistants, a genki Japanese kid named Ken, dress up as Cookie Monster. It was pretty weird.

I haven’t been out to a scene-y place in ages but the faces were the same, even when they weren’t. Hip is as hip does.

You know what I’ve been missing? Nothing.