Morning my little glories-
I am plum pooped from all this work installing my show at the National Arts Club. I mean it is exhausting watching all those gorgeous men fondle my work and make sure they are centered!
It's going to be a puuuurfectly amazing night. Much better than that Sex and the So and So premier. Yawn! Those girls don't know anything about the real New York. Did they ever belt one out with Billy Holiday at the Lenox Lounge? Bang on trashcans and make art with forks with the Beats in the Village? Or did they ever have their bottom lashes applied by Edie Sedgwick at The Factory?
I bet not!
Darling's I have been through it all in New York and my paintings will prove it. Did you know I was the inspiration behind HAIR? Or that CBGB's was originally called EVE GB's? Well, sorta, one night when Sid Vicious put up a fake sign for yours truly. I'm just glad I didn't go home with him and Nancy to the Chelsea Hotel that night. We know how that ended! Poor lamb.
Eve is always one to keep her finger on the pulse of the city, not in a stylist’s closet! I was groovin' with the Sugar Hill gang and in the early 80's used to photograph all the graffiti around the city. I loved it! So colorful and exciting. Much more appealing to look at than another Chase bank or Starbucks.
Speaking of graffiti, an old friend of mine is coming to my party, Claw Money! She is the original bad girl of tagging. But she is all grown up now and has her on clothing line and is an editor at Swindle. I can't wait to toast her and her new marriage.
Ok, I have to head to Stephen Knolls to get my 'hair did' as he likes to say.
See you soon!
All my blush-
Eve
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