Last month, Anne and I went to this Beauty Event Thing, which we (wrongly) assumed was some kind of Cosmetics Product Tradeshow, but which turned out to be a convention center full of little girls standing in long lines to buy makeup. Plus, lots of Tweeting. It was basically ridiculous. Two grown women with real lives had absolutely no business being there except as a means to score free product to write about on our blogs, which was much easier said than done.
One of the booth displays was from a brand called Me Undies that sells expensive underpants, one style of which has pictures of junk food on them. Yes, I just typed that.
Detail of Junk Food Print Fabric
There is no denying that Junk Food Underpants have a great visual appeal, even if I believe that most younger ladies prefer a bikini style to a high-waisted brief. Nevertheless, they look quite well-made.
Me Undies, as you can see, was going full-on with their booth display, which included oversized inflatable donuts and papier-mâché pizza slices. Nicely done!
The first Friday in June every year is celebrated in the United States as National Donut Day! This is a true thing. Today only you can get a free donut at all Dunkin Donuts (where you need to buy a beverage to get your Donut) and Krispy Kreme Donut Shops. Go! Go while you can! Get a free Donut!
Geoffrey and I went to the opening reception for Kenny Scharf’s Kolors exhibit at Paul Kasmin Gallery on 27th Street. Out front of the gallery this customized golf cart (kart) was parked. We called it the Donut Mobile.
This is the front of the Donut Mobile.
Dig those rad vintage fin details on the rear end of the Donut Mobile. Kenny did that. The display cases you see there? That’s where the donuts go.
Some people on Kenny’s staff put donuts in the display cases. The donuts were supplied by the Donut Plant on 23rd Street. I did not get a donut, because I was not fast enough. Sadness.
Kenny ate a donut that was iced purple in the same color as his suit. He seemed very happy. I love his art.
Geoffrey and I were sitting on a bench outside of a boutique sandwich shop located at the south west corner of Rivington and Norfolk Streets. This was on Wednesday night at about 6:00 PM. We were waiting to cross the street and check out an opening at Sloan Fine Art Gallery, and we did not want to appear too eager. As Geoffrey was sitting to my left and facing east, he suddenly punctuated our conversation with the phrase, “I think that guy across the street is giving away donuts.” It does not take much more than that to get my attention. I turned to see a man standing just outside the entrance to Schiller’s Liquor Bar, at the south east corner of the intersection, holding a neatly stacked tower of donuts on a silver cake plate. We made haste to cross the street in his direction. “Are you giving away these donuts?” Geoffrey asked the man? “Yes, something something blah blah free donuts,” the man replied. So Geoffrey and I each took one of the donuts, which were the old fashioned, plain cake donuts, sprinkled liberally with cinnamon and sugar, and still tasting quite fresh and moist. Yummy! Free Donuts! New York City!