On Friday I headed down to SoHo to check out a show (?) at Kiosk called EXTINCT: Products from the SovietState Store. There was a display of all sorts of interesting things on the table (even though the table made the ever small Kiosk space even smaller), like a collapsible cup (for vodka shots!). And to add to the authenticity pickles (eww I hate pickles) and vodka were served, in traditional Russian fashion. I snapped a few shots of other things in the space that caught my eye, like this feather jumpsuit, no explanation. GOBAMA!
I'm a huge New York-phile. While I was born and raised in Brooklyn, I lived in the suburbs and then Chicago for part of my life and have returned to the city as an adult which has given me the unique perspective of being in awe of the city and its spirit, while maintaining much of that "I've been here, I knew what it was like when, it's home" vibe that many old skoolers have. The people that surround me are a real mash up of born and bred New Yorkers and transplants completely in love with the city. I'm rediscovering this city, from fancy dance clubs and fashion kids, to Brooklyn bike rides, art events and potlucks.