"Yes, but you're a surrealist! I'm a normal guy!"
We are nostalgic.
But we are not in denial.
We walked through the streets late night.
You forgot where you were heading.
I smiled when Fitzgerald said, "old sport..."
You would laugh at Dali's rhinoceros.
Let's go to Amsterdam.
I miss the Van Goghs.
I lead.
You follow.
You lead.
I follow.
This might be our Golden Age.
links:
rodarte nyfw spring 2012
midnight in paris
van gogh
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