On the Saturday of the big first opening weekend in Chelsea, Suzy and I went to the Art parade. I was pretty wrecked from a really busy week at work, and from having gone to the afterparty for the DAT opening.
We decided to eat enough knishes to fill the voids that working and playing way too hard had left. It totally worked.
Then we went over to where the parade was starting.
There was a lot going on.
Oh man, we were tired. We totally had to sit on someone's luxury car because we couldn't stand up for that long.
Sexy Cops are mandatory.
Ned works hard. He was helping out with Stephen Powers's float.
My favorite.
Rebecca Turbo's still going strong. She designed the MC's outfit too.
And then it was over, in a calamity of too-loud speakers, full-frontal nudity, and severe coolness. We HAD to go.
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