Wednesday, May 26, 2010
So I have a reader in Reykjavik, Iceland. I think we can safely assume it's Bjork. In fact, let's just exaggerate this story completely and say me and Bjork are really good friends now. And she's going to lend me her swan dress and we're going to go out together. And the next day the tabloids are going to report that they have finally found someone who can pull off the look, and in fact it will become a fashion craze. By this time next year, you will be shopping for a fowl-inspired outfit. Even Target will have a knock-off line of dresses cheaply made to look like the lesser fowls: turkeys and ducks and whatnot. You'll hear from a bunch of blogs that Forever 21 has a pretty good imitation of the swan dress for only $24.99, which you will sneak in and try on, and it will not fit in the hips because, you know, that's just how it works at Forever 21. And me and Bjork will drink vodka in the bar at the Ice Hotel and laugh and write the lyrics for our duet. Bob Dylan will reportedly call our music "transcendant". He will ask to work on our next project. We will have to think about it. Maggie Gyllenhaal will ask for my autograph. She will jump up and down when I give it to her.
I just have to finish the laundry first.