digitaldust

I’m smuggling back some Illicit Clothing. Hidden deep in my bags so no one but me will know… I will have problems walking through customs, trying to cover my drool, trying to hide my bestial smile, waiting, wanting to get my hands back on my new purchases. Waiting to be able to languidly lie around inside them.

The shop in Elliot Street is very dangerous, I almost exploded with excitement when I looked around. I’m already hooked, I think I might have to go back for more tomorrow… just one more hit before I leave.

One of their artists is having a show in St Kevin’s Arcade and then in LA.