30th September 2010
Sweater – Courtesy of Quiksilver, T-shirt, Trousers & boots – Gmarket, Bag – Topshop
An Asian will automatically find his/her way to a photobooth or a karaoke machine. It’s the law of nature, like bees are attracted to coke cans. But the Selfridges Shoe Gallery photo machine could’ve let me known beforehand that there was a human inside it – in the privacy of the booth I’d wriggled in hopes of teleporting out with the shoe I took in. Also, for some reason the only ‘shoe story’ I could think of was losing feetfat and just did not find it amusing so just sang shoebidoowapwap for 30 seconds. The photo was shoved out by a hand, from inside the slot. I now have an embarrassing shoe story, can I go back in?
Thank you Ad for inviting me down, and thank you Ellen for the shots of moi!
