I'm Sorry Pillow. I Didn't Mean to Make You Claw Out Your Ojos.

Pillow, you're so right. Miami is just the place for a nutty Eurotrash fay-shun foto expo. It is also just the place for Cory Kennedy to go see a gallery full of dubious tee-shirt design cum screenprints, injure her foot, and take mesculin at "the Nike party" for to hop up and down to some twee jams and light a sparkler.

Art Stuff

Pretty much the only thing that happened at Art Basel Miami that doesn't make me want to claw my eyes out (although the people being interviewed do inspire that reaction)—

Stavros, This Is Not A Soup Kitchen!