Yes, Lindsay Lohan was free and on a runway — on my T-shirt, anyway — at the kooky, crazy Christopher Lee Sauve show at Amanda’s Big Top the other night.
Sauve creates shirts featuring various icons adorned with sardonic phrases (mine said “WHY?”) or designs that are satirical yet totally sort of respectful.
And with Deryck Todd‘s spiky shades and fur-bally hat added onto my illustrious visage, not to mention a gigantic carnival prize I dragged down the runway like carrion (or maybe like a carry-on), I was a big, big star — the new Naomi, minus the worry lines and the killer cell phone.
This could become addicting. Anyone have a runway you need trampling on?
Photo by Jason LeBlond.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on September 24, 2010