Tag Archives: David Lynch
Three prove black is not always basic
Designer Norisol Ferrari looks like a femme fatale straight from the Fifties or a David Lynch film ever since she went bleach blonde. And these three together look like they’re ready to cause a bit of trouble…but not like that’s a bad thing!
Life is but a dream…
So the other night outside of the Highline Ballroom I met these two who convinced me to leave for awhile and go with them to the basement lounge at The Dream Hotel. They’re recent transplants from L.A. and they had a friend with who actually uses the word “gnarly” and another one that looked like a porn star. (well, maybe we should call her an acquaintance because they just met that night as well) So one minute I’m chatting with my friend Niko outside and the next I’m inserted into a scene at the Dream that was rather like a David Lynch movie (and way too detailed to go into at the moment) and then just as suddenly that’s over and I’m back at The Highline watching Luc Carl onstage. Crazy. In a very good, very New York way.



