Hold. The. Fuckin’. Conde. Phone! Is this not Grace Coddington? Because it literally isn’t, but is. This whole mustache meets Creative Director at Vogue thing is really hitting me deep down in the loins. I don’t think I’ve ever been so deeply touched by art, except for that one time I made out with a “painter/waiter” in a seedy bar bathroom on the LES.
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corey
Corey is a self-proclaimed heiress and the love child of Anne Boleyn and Marie Antoinette. He's a thug in a cocktail dress with a penchant for open-bars and puns. He has his barista's call him Beyonce and he's never been to Brooklyn.