December 12, 2006

historically bad girls, fantastically well dressed modern girls, and television’s most smartly dressed baddest of girls





In pursuit of the Chinese pigeon whistle, great friend and I set out for the Met.....horrible news however, the musical instruments were locked behind closed doors…...BUT, the Met is full of treasures, and treasure we did find..….we started off with the Glitter and Doom: German Portraits from the 1920s show which is full of wonderfully naughty, sexy and provocative images....check out Otto Dix's work and George Grosz’ paintings and drawings…..a good moment being the tidy and steaming pile of shit that is rendered as the brains of one of Weimar Germany’s war mongers……and then…..as a total surprise art-dessert, we went to see the Nan Kempner: American Chic exhibit which just opened at the Costume Institute....while there, looking intently at a Christian Lacroix gown, I began to reminisce about my favorite Eighties program, Dynasty......after the Met, we walked over to see the John Currin show at Gagosian......AND, as we stood waiting for the elevator.......who should appear out of an adjacent elevator, but Ms. Joan Collins, complete in furs, jewelry, and that million doctored smile........stunned, we wandered up to the Currin show.......we stood contemplating the space of the pornoart gaze, the horrors of suburban-alien pregnancy, and wondered what brand of dishwasher-safe dishes Currin is obsessed with........back on the subway, headed towards Brooklyn, we wondered what it all meant.......signs, signs everywhere.

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