140 Mr. O


On the El, en route to my Artist in Residence gig at the Frankford Library

I spotted two teens on the train sporting cool and colorful tops.

Immediate reaction: Gotta have one of those! I was in luck. A shop on the avenue had the item: Big Momma unisex tops, in a plethora of colors. I wore my selection out on the sidewalk, where a young fellow working for a community web site asked if he could take a pic of the outfit. Why not? Not four hours later, attending a show opening at the venerable Dirty Franks, yet another person asked to photograph me in my glamourgarment. Assured of at least a few minutes of fashionista notoriety, I quietly finished my Shandy, and wended my way home…