What a nice weekend it was on the East Coast recently. All the home bodies made it outside finally to show off their pasty selves. Non-Guidos that is; because we all know Guidos are never pasty. Even after a long, cold Winter with no sunshine, they are miraculously a golden orange. Not only did the sun bring out Guidos and non-Guidos (mostly Non-Guidos) to Central Park for sunbathers to get their natural tan on.
But the Guidos must have forgotten that the sun actually goes down at night and clubs are not bright inside...
(Spotted at Pacha nightclub)
Surprising? No not really. Just another day in the life of the Guido Master.Until next time,