I'm fake I'm hip and I know it.
Hotter than a glued on Fendi badge.
Hotter than a fake Louis V bag.
I travel the fashion capitals of the world to take hip photographs of people and then photoshop them out of recognition just because I can, I am the fake sartorialist after all and everything I do becomes fashion history the second I click 'Post to Blog'
I just take too many photographs of people and don't use my hands anymore! I've recently been clicking Darance's eye during the night mistaking it for my DSLR shutter button.
So I found one of my photographs, got some magazines out and with some magic-tape and scissors started on an old-school collage.
I felt so alive using all my fingers again.