And so I’m at the point of hunger where I could eat more but I’m pretty full. I ordered over £40 worth of pizza cos I had one of those one time codes where it immediately goes to 40% off. Also I’ve weirdly had this thing where I’ve been dreaming about pizza. My personal dreamscape recently has done as much as Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles did for pizza delivery in the nineties. Sorry, Hero Turtles. Most of you don’t remember this but some idiot exec decided that Ninjas weren’t establishment and it is important to indocrinate people into establishment thinking, so we can’t call the turtles Ninjas we have to call them Heroes. Apparently heroes maintain the status quo. Nobody cares. I always preferred the idea of being a ninja to that of being a hero. I’ve ordered a pizza for the first time in ages. It feels like a disobedient act. Ninja pizza.
I’m home and wild. I’m warm, it is spring now. I get to be warm in my own home. And yeah, fuck it, I’ve had all this expensive dough taken to my door and I am going to eat it like I deserve it even though I don’t.
Today I went to Prangsta and we had a fitting. There is nowhere like Prangsta. I’ve been many times. I almost certainly have been at a festival with whoever founded it. It provides powerfully expensive costumes to people who think that spend correlates with quality. It doesn’t mess about though. In terms of steampunk type hipster costume narratives they likely show up in parity with Angels in terms of cost. They specialise though. They fill that hipster niche better. I love them when I can afford them. I’ve seen so many trustafarians self consciously wearing one of their hats at Wilderness when we are all wondering if the bass is gonna drop in the valley. If the bass drops, we stop seeing the hats. It’s not practical, you can’t dance all night in this stuff (not that they ever drop the bass in the valley). But yeah, Curbet Richson-Generations likes their stuff, and so do I. It’s priced for Curbet though but the client wants it for this next event and it is always a deep and full costume. I’ve got a bag of old clock faces and gears. I’ve been thinking that I should just glue them to a top hat. I got the idea from Mel. “You should stick them to a hat and Prangsta it for a festival,” she said. You know you’ve arrived when you’ve become a verb.
I partly think I should try and get something made for these events going forwards. This is an event that will go over the Christmas period. Multiple prangsta rentals will be way too much. Way better to make the stuff and even if Lou is too busy being serious and important in the West End she has a line I never had before to humans who know how to make the things we wear to look sexy. If the price is right, the thing can be brought into being from nothing. I love her world, so precise and measured, so different from mine but aligned. I’m a lucky boy.
Today I just went to a fitting for a client. Game on.
AlBarclay 