Yesterday I bought some hideous white pants from an old woman who dated Jimi Hendrix only weeks before his death. She was a model in London, New York, and Copenhagen years ago. She has a little second hand shop in Frederiksberg--a pretty nice area of the city--just down the road from me. On the way back from the doctor I saw she had something I might want so I stopped in and bought the afore mentioned pants. All over her shop were these gorgeous black and white photographs and when I went to buy the pants I could instantly tell that the photos were all of a younger her. Among them were some candid shots of her and Jimi Hendrix just goofing around at what looked like a house dinner table. She was such a cool and genuine lady to have met. Talked about modeling in the old days and how it actually used to take some skills. The models typically did their own hair and makeup and the only technology they had when taking the photos was lighting. "None of this fake boobs and computers" she said. She said that it was a great time to have been young. I bet it was:)
And why would I buy hideous white pants in November in a city where I bike?
Sensation White is this Saturday!!!!
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