fucking art n shit and all the rest
So I was walking down prince street yesterday when I happened upon the gallery I walked by with oink on new years which has this incredible deco/erte art collection…and I rang the bell only to be turned away due to the fact that the gallery owner was “showing” to someone else….I was like, but, but, but….you wouldn’t even believe the sheer volume of art and sculpture these people have, which raises the valuable question…is this really all for sale?…am I not going to be able to procure this shit because you muthafuckas are gonna sell it now?…No one should be allowed to have all that art and not share…and although I like the idea of museums, I want to own some erte before I die…outside of the fact that erte is a deanna thing, and no one appreciates it as I do…but hey, what’s a girl with no job and little money to do? whine like the little bitch you all know I can be…speaking of work….bme-ster efrain john gonzalez took some pics of me working on wednesday at true in nyc…note that you cannot see my sexy pink pants for lack of photo shop on my computer….and you know you want to hump my pritty black hair…oh well….I have been lookin very butthole in photos lately…maybe I lost my charm…or somethin…. All I know is I want to be taken far away on a vacation, and I want people to start sending me comps…like tape comps…like mixy muzik comps…if you wanna donate to the make deanna smile fund, please let me know so I can send you all relevant info…and I don’t want any ani fuck you up the ass defrankenstein or any other bullshit like that…but I do like liz phair, and I do like miss lisa germano…but that’t it for the soft bitches…cept tsunami, but no one knows about them anyways…..
