Happy New Year, again. This is supposed to be an unusually productive and stimulating lunar year. All engines will be firing and it appears nothing will stand in any of our ways. So on this wet, grim, mushy morning in the Heights I wish you all sunshine, warmth and unshakeable optimism.We are the Champions, we are the champions of the world!
*image courtesy of: theartofanimation
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I go away for 3 weeks and you write 6 billets. Paris was gloomy, the French are gloomy, but then, what do the French people have to do with Fashion these days ? ...I decided gay men were the only chic travelers. Whatever they wear on the plane comes out perfect at the other end and gay men look really good when jet lagged. It's 2AM, and I know I will look like hell all day !
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