fashion skool of hard knocks

: Royal Oak, Union Pool & a Moral at the end :

Sequins and a Davey Crockett hat. I guess a girl can get away with stealing random clothes out of a consignment shop on the Upper East Side, putting it all on at once, and working the crazyforeignhipster vibe.

And there she goes . . . off to make her signature caviar-coon stew with plenty of champagne. And to round things out: a rifle show for entertainment.
Seriously though: love it.

This guy was gettin' down -- literally -- with some Tai Chi inspired moves. Plus his Nabob Shineywater // Brightblack Morning Light look equals the very definition of hipness.

These gentlemen were overheard saying (in reference to the dance-stylings of Nabob's doppleganger): "See. That's what happens when you wear those tight pants -- it cuts off circulation to your brain." Well . . . different strokes for different folks, I guess.

this kind of color coordination can go awry in the wrong hands but here is well done -- a fashion semi-professional no doubt . . .

And finally, a fashion don't: This girl looks great, but was caught budging in line for the bathrooms at Union Pool. Be warned: Union Pool has a bathroom gaurd. He is watching. He will intercept you and make you wait even longer to go to the bathroom.
Your cute haircut will not get you out of this. Neither will your big mouth. The whole thing was hilarious. And more evidence that most American adults are just children in disguise. But worse -- they are free to indulge themselves in (usually) unchecked instant gratification.

This moment was just so symbolic of why everything is a massive mess in our world right now: immature, selfish, "grown-ups" who never really thought about what it means to be a steward of society. Now if we could just get a hall monitor for Wall Street, not to mention the effing Pentagon, White House . . . .