Friday, January 8, 2010


Well perving in a good way, not lecherous at all.

I ventured over to The Selby today and fell in love with Martin Greenfield's tailoring workshop in Brooklyn. Look at those old sewing machines, the ginormous scissors, the hand-finishing. My kind of place. I would be happy just tinkering there at an old work bench, soaking it all in.

More please!

Listening to: Gil Scott Heron - I Think I'll Call It Morning

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