As a desert mirage intrigues desperate men. I’m trying to vulture stones from local jokers while posted up in this shabby courtyard wearing a coat made from sandy Acapulco perfecto blend I copped just yesterday… accompanied by patterned silk lined sleeves like a chessboard… this smoking gun wearing only what he kills…
The original death coin necklace was showcased in Winston Churchill’s old Mayfair flat back in 2021.
Turquoise whisking strand shaping fumed symmetry of classical Latticino patterns and bending energy that have cultural congruency to ancestral quests for true beauty of God, timeless (modern antiquity). That step in a dressing room mirror between history and mortal drama… Could a soulmate have passed away a century before? If you start off in the dark… I was risking it all for nothing and ended up with everything. There goes a star flying by I have to grab….
If heat rises and our Puritanism roots are looking down on this city then I’m holding a tight rope for the next totally inconsequential stake…
I have a squad working day and night developing these necklaces that project little holograms like I’m actually telling time from the future… This 2nd dimension chain reaction ostentatiously built hype over an ironclad moon dial that only goes places according to gemstones… no road map but you can contact us for reassurance…
Talking my glacial eyed blonde babe through chateau routines, imagine if she knocked over a vase in the carriage house! I’d prolly not be mad but c’mon, who wants all those spirits swirling around the room like a derby track…
The aristocratic party life can be wearing…
Espresso & cigs in SoHo talking fashion industry with questionable folk, the light rain looks good on the peacoat… London clothing was made to glisten with their environment and I’m far from Miami, this week was a special one. Feels like I’m on tour again but I just don’t feel like sitting still. Quick tip from my travels in Nyc there’s this random beer I found that’s only in Italy called Forst Premium, actually fire. Also when it comes to random sample sales go in breaded and don’t hold back… you’ll regret it when you miss out… will I find that one jacket?
Filled up my forest green gun case with all blue jewelry for a gallery visit. Spending my weekends at the Jamestown estate with my friend the Commodore. The fog is incredible over the bridge at night with the lights… we are the only noise on that island at a certain point… the home is from the 19th century so when friends come through it feels like a Wes Anderson movie. Acoustic guitar background and stories shared by everyone.
Outside Bell in hand Boston the other night this man was overzealous to be handed a smoke… he was with foreign accent and had quite a look in his eye…. He told me to fight! As he took his first drag… To always fight for what I love and to never waste time… Seemingly my close friend pointed out it wasn’t the first person to approach with such a radical distant glare, present speech and similar rhetoric… he really emphasized the need to fight!
Long Live Rock & Roll
Yours truly…