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Designer discusses 'run in' with P. I found this particularly amusing:
There are 8 Million stories in The Naked City. Tell us one, but try to keep it to a New York Minute. I used to audition for a lot of things when I first moved to New York. I sing and thought maybe that would be the method to my madness. After one of a million horrible auditions in midtown, I left and was almost run over by a long white stretch limo. I had an inner asshole moment and got a little hot under the collar. The light turned red, and the limo halted. And then it started to roll up to me. The window lowered and there was Prince! looking at me, with a little mischievous gleam in his eye. He said, “Young lady, you have very beautiful eyes, but you are in my way and I have to go.” Prince is absolutely my favorite in almost everything -- fashion, art, music -- and so I, of course, had nothing to say. I spit out, “You don’t understand, I love you,” before he sped off. Not my most eloquent or composed moment, but a great New York moment none-the-less. I still think about it, shamelessly. From: http://www.gothamist.com/...tylist.php Love wins. (Seen on bumpersticker) | |
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rozilla said: He said, “Young lady, you have very beautiful eyes, but you are in my way and I have to go.”
That is certainly more diplomatic than, "Get out of the way, asshole! Next time look where you're going, dumbwit!" | |
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rozilla said: I found this particularly amusing:
There are 8 Million stories in The Naked City. Tell us one, but try to keep it to a New York Minute. I used to audition for a lot of things when I first moved to New York. I sing and thought maybe that would be the method to my madness. After one of a million horrible auditions in midtown, I left and was almost run over by a long white stretch limo. I had an inner asshole moment and got a little hot under the collar. The light turned red, and the limo halted. And then it started to roll up to me. The window lowered and there was Prince! looking at me, with a little mischievous gleam in his eye. He said, “Young lady, you have very beautiful eyes, but you are in my way and I have to go.” Prince is absolutely my favorite in almost everything -- fashion, art, music -- and so I, of course, had nothing to say. I spit out, “You don’t understand, I love you,” before he sped off. Not my most eloquent or composed moment, but a great New York moment none-the-less. I still think about it, shamelessly. From: http://www.gothamist.com/...tylist.php awwwww, I would have passed out! | |
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rozilla said: I found this particularly amusing:
There are 8 Million stories in The Naked City. Tell us one, but try to keep it to a New York Minute. I used to audition for a lot of things when I first moved to New York. I sing and thought maybe that would be the method to my madness. After one of a million horrible auditions in midtown, I left and was almost run over by a long white stretch limo. I had an inner asshole moment and got a little hot under the collar. The light turned red, and the limo halted. And then it started to roll up to me. The window lowered and there was Prince! looking at me, with a little mischievous gleam in his eye. He said, “Young lady, you have very beautiful eyes, but you are in my way and I have to go.” Prince is absolutely my favorite in almost everything -- fashion, art, music -- and so I, of course, had nothing to say. I spit out, “You don’t understand, I love you,” before he sped off. Not my most eloquent or composed moment, but a great New York moment none-the-less. I still think about it, shamelessly. From: http://www.gothamist.com/...tylist.php what year was this? | |
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Haha that is funny! I probably would have said the same thing in a state of shock. | |
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aww thats funny and cute... | |
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cool story | |
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He said, “Young lady, you have very beautiful eyes, but you are in my way and I have to go.” Prince is absolutely my favorite in almost everything -- fashion, art, music -- and so I, of course, had nothing to say. I spit out, “You don’t understand, I love you,” before he sped off.
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