SO back to the topic of Halloween. I was having coffee at the Wyckoff Starr in Bushwick on Sunday and two things happened: First, I saw the counter guy wearing the coolest head wrap ever. It was a white, sort of chunky fabric which I couldn't identify smoothed over his head snugly and tied in a tight bun at the nape of his neck. After staring for a bit, I got the courage to ask. He said he made it from an old pillowcase he wasn't sure what to do with.
I know it would be better if you had a side view of this radical creation, but of course when I started asking questions and taking pictures, the little cafe filled up with caffeine junkies forming a line to the door. Fortunately, a second great thing happened--the other counter guy's Mickey Avalon tee shirt! I totally remembered that from across a crowded dark room I could pass for Mickey Avalon. (Flattish, curly brown hair) (Thin arms). The real giveaway, though, between us would be that I do not have a large tattoo across my chest of a bird.
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