In whose beautiful 19th-century interiors Martin Scorsese filmed scenes for The Age of Innocence.
I went as Sreven Welch, retired welter-weight boxing champion of Class Four in District Eight. I love to pretend things like that.
At dinner, Pookie started flirting with me across the table shamelessly. At one point, she even resorted to the old bra-strap ploy---which isn't very 19th-century of her, especially while pretending to carry on a conversation with Grog II.
The flirting got so bad, I had to leave the room and go hang out with Dwight for a little while for some man talk. He set me straight.
We'd spent the day gallery hopping in Chelsea---Pookie and me that is, not Dwight, whose been dead quite a while now. Seeing the Picasso's at one Gagosian gallery, and the Yayoi Kusama's at another Gagosian gallery, I must say, Kusama held her own against the master.
According to Wikipedia, she holds the world's record sales price for a living female artist---over $5 mil. She lives in an insane asylum in Japan.
You gotta love the art world. Here is Pookie and me with a deceptively simple Ellsworth Kelly
Am I the only person in the world whose glasses don't fit his head? Is that because I have an absolutely massive cranium, with a huge frontal lobe?
1 comment:
Pookie despite bra strap, etc.l ((but definitely in need of sexy, lacey, or satiny breast covering)) still managed to charm her new acquaintances at the table.
As for the former welter weight champ and his extremely large neo-cortex (aka Steven Warran) Pookie still prefers him as her escort."
XO,
The Pook
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