Photo: Men In This Town
1. A couple of streetstyle photographs of me have recently popped up on the internet, and, just in case anybody was wondering, the answer is yes: I did wear the same outfit for every day of New York Fashion Week.
2. No socks with Chuck Taylors is officially my jam, but the question is this: What am I going to wear once it starts getting freaky cold? I don’t know if I’m a hiking/bean/combat/gum boots kind of guy.
3. My Dad owned a secondhand bookshop for about five years in the 1990s and it was a tough slog and as a result I cannot walk past a guy selling books without supporting the cause. Yesterday I was walking down one of the main streets in Brooklyn when I came across a middle-aged man with an array of paperbacks lying in neat rows on the footpath. For seven dollars I picked up a copy of Lunar Park by Bret Easton Ellis. I started it on the train home, and finished it about an hour ago. The first chapter was one of my favourites of all time and the rest spiralled downwards into crazed ridiculous oblivion. Or maybe it was just too deep for me. Regardless, it was a frustrating ending to what could have been the greatest read of my entire life.
4. I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time with females over the past couple of months, and here’s what I’ve discovered: men are from Mars, and women are from Venus. Guys will sit around talking about things like movies, partying, menswear and hot women while intermittently bragging, verbally sparring and quoting rap songs. Females will sit around talking about other females, or, more often, males, in conversations that start with a line like this: “Okay, so read me what he wrote to you, word for word, and don’t miss anything out.” There’s a reason Sex and the City was so successful – it was a god damn reality tv show.
5. Because quite a few people have been asking over on my Tumblr, I should probably address the question of whether or not I’m coming home. The answer, at this stage, is no. I haven’t talked about it mainly due to a fear of not wanting to fail, but the truth is, my intentions have always been to move overseas and work in a city where I can try to compete on the same level as the people who are the best in the world at what I do. This is that city, and now is my time to try. I love New Zealand and I am patriotic as all hell, but if I really want to try and succeed at the top level, it has to be here.
6. The good news is that the Kiwi contingent in New York is so, so good. I’ve been getting together regularly with David Dallas, Leilani Momoisea, Gala Darling, Olivia Fleming and heaps of others and laughing for hours with people who understand everything I’m trying to say. It’s the best.
8. Remember that girl Katherine Lowe I used to hang out with nonstop? Well guess what: She’s coming to New York tomorrow! And bringing a few of those items of clothing that I’ve been missing so badly! The moral of that story is that she is seriously good to me. Thanks for carting my junk all the way around the world for me, Katherine. You are awesome (dot com).
I LIKE YOU!