whew! I’m exhausted from all the good stuff I’ve done this year. like when I was on the F train and those tourists with ugly sneakers wanted to know where the “good part” of SoHo was, I totally didn’t send them to the Huntspoint section of the Bronx. so anyway, I found more stuff you and Rudolph Giuli-Newmar the red nose reindeer can bring me at the end of the month:
a t-shirt as jaded as I am.
forget kabbala candles, pricey zen sand gardens and designer yoga mats. I want a bag that represents what really happens when an earthy movement gets misappropriated for ca$h.
a t-shirt made just for me!
thanks a mil,