« moany old fucker | Main | b.p. fallon »
September 13, 2004
vuitton
i took a car home from morgan & sheri's last night after watching the season finale of six feet under, which was excellent. on the way home, i spotted a bit of graffiti i'd seen a million times before, but head-on this time, rather than speeding by on my left. i was immediately disoriented, and though the distance home was pretty small, and i should have had a fairly good idea where i was, i felt adrift in the nowhere.
today during a smoke break, i thought about the experience when seeing a woman wearing a vuitton handbag. he's so knocked off, and expertly, that i no longer trust louis vuitton, any vuitton. that sort of thing seems to happen to everything. music. fashion. trendy new authors. young pop divas. i liked some of what ms. spears did. avril, too. i can't find them amongst a crowd of their peers now. there might be a lovely talented teenage blonde making magical girl-pop, and i will miss her amongst the counterfeits.
Posted by Dead Nancy at September 13, 2004 10:57 PM