How great is that



David Sedaris was on my favorite podcast Fashion Neurosis with Bella Freud. He said last night at his reading a man gave him a taxidermied baby chick his little sister was gonna throw out because it was her first try at it and she didn't think it was any good. He (David) gave it to another kid at the event, a seventeen year old boy - and told him to give it to his younger sister for Christmas. 

Bella thinks aiming for comfort in fashion is the beginning of the end. It makes me think of a certain someone close to me who personifies that belief.  

his (Davids) nyc home is full of expensive paintings and bad furniture & design choices - like ceramic owls and too small wildly expensive, famous art on big walls. full tilt surprising wow bizarre is all ... 


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