Winona couldn't afford to send me to fashion week this year. Apparently a first class ticket costs a shmidge more than a kennel in the cargo hold, and she didn't think I was worth the upgrade. Hm. Nevermind my stellar coverage last year...To some people, it's all about the cheddah. I threatened to quit this gig all together but then she lured me back with some cheddar. So I guess my 2008 fashion week coverage will be short and sweet, beginning and ending with this dress:
A perfect blend of my two favorite things in life: shiny silver and dead birds.XOXO,
Martin
Dress by Bill Blass.
p.s. As usual, if you're a new reader and totally confused right now, catch up on Martin's origins here.
6 comments:
I love you martin.
hahahahahah! Wonder what Martin would think if he went to American Apparel? LAME OVERLOAD.
And I mean, Lah-may, though "lame" is entirely up to whoever's interpretation...
I basically died, died, died when Martin's last name was revealed. Is this the first time it has been mentioned? I think so. A more perfect last name I cannot think of.
This is hilarious!
this is a sign the whole feathers-and-other-sticking-out-things-on-dresses trend is continuing this season...
Martin Sheen has sure changed since his Apocalypse Now days. You wouldn't even recognize him on the street!
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