I’m back! While I was in California, I just happened to wander by the storefront of one of the Philly Fashion Week participants. They were closed, although I’m unsure if that is because they were in Philly at the time.
Another notable thing in L.A. I thought I’d mention:
I found another plush giant squid! WTF! Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, I walk into one with a plush giant squid. That’s not my pattern, though.
This was at this kind of silly cosplay-themed cafe/art gallery by the name of Royal T, which had for sale those very Murakami-Vuitton prints that created all the controversy a while back. I highly recommend visiting if you’re in the area. In the gallery part I found my new favorite interactive art installation, the Porta-Party:
You go in and close the door, and there’s an ipod duct taped to the wall playing dance music and a tiny disco ball hanging from the ceiling.
The creator, Nick Rodrigues, lists this as part of his human interaction series, saying:
If you walk around with a party going on inside your head and your just too shy to bust a move in public. Or if you like partying but hate people. Your prayers have been answered.
The “porta-party” is the place you can relieve your need to party it up. Just go inside and plug in.
Is this a statement about isolation or just a fun place to make out and do other scandalous activities?
Who knows, what I do know is it’s available for rent at your next party.
Silverlake’s KICKS. God, there were some excellent shoes.
And some lovely mid-century dresses at LACMA. Although, honestly, L.A. had vintage like I’ve never seen. I leafed through a ton of ’50s dresses in vintage stores that could have been in this tableau, no problem.
Anyway, I’m back! I missed you! Philadelphia
Slightly related: L.A. was nice and all but the Phillies will crush the Dodgers, see them driven before them and hear the lamentation of their women.