The traffic wasn't too bad as it was around midnight, and we were enjoying the company of one of our dearests: Gramercy, Queen of the Night; Grand Dame of the Superior Shears....
Barney's windows were fabulous... As usual, and an unique singular star suspended above fifth avenue we found most intriguing.
Gramercy & we lap up any and all true honest art and true honest craftsmanship, and around thirty-ninth street we agreed, (again), that this is what counts, and the rest is bullshit. So we will continue doing that we do do, come hell or doughnuts...
...Here is the point we would like to communicate to all of you:
Yes, as an American of our times, the christmas thing is fun, decorative, and cute and sometimes even spectacular...(this is why we blog it). But as soon as you drag my friend Jesus into it... you have a problem with us.
i.e. : Everything about it is a lie. Everything.
If Jesus wanted a fucking birthday party... he would have asked for one. So, if you are a preacher of "christmas" then you must realize that you are breaking one of the ten commandments: bearing false witness.
it is no "holy day", and if taken seriously, it is downright evil.
But we don't judge....
Go on ahead...
Knock yourself out, maybe it'll get you into heaven...
We won't utter another word...
Return this same respect to us, though...
Don't drag us in to your mishegoss either.
Thank You.
looks like
qw
PSSST!
Bottom line, this is our attitude:
if we receive cha cha heels for christmas, we would be thankful & enjoy them, however, if we received cha cha heels at another time of the year, we would be more thankful & enjoy them infinitely more.
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