[PHOTO & TEXT BY EVA LIAO]
WHERE: The Art Musuem
WHEN: Sunday 3:42 PM
WHY: This guy rolls into the joint, suave as hell, right? Like he’s John Lurie circa Down by Law and asks me if I can bum him a smoke. I take one look at his ’30s style pants and brown rimmed Fedora and next thing I know I’m back at his place rolled up in flannel bed sheets and I can’t find my panties. Sike. Never happened. Cool pants, tho.