My river of dirty words has dried up to a creaking creek. I’m not patient so I won’t ask you to be, but I’m scheming a new set of stories for you.
Stay tuned.
Meanwhile, don’t forget to enter the Patrick and Skinner lingerie contest.
XXXO,
K
"Kristopher Dukes win[s] wide praise in the fashion world..."
"A tightly edited daily glam fest..."
"Five-inch heels, It bags, and designer jewelry, with the occasional post about love for almost all things mink. [Kristopher is] courting PETA love."
20.Feb.2008, 06:50 pm
Dear Kristopher-
I’ve been reading your blog for months now, even years. And I love it, and I’ve loved it patiently.
But I can’t live on accessories. Or even lingerie, through I’d love to.
I tried to love the Boy and something about your descriptions of life with him was lovely and peaceful but the more you wrote the more dependent it seemed to grow upon the shortest skirts and the highest heels so Kristopher, K-
get a new shtick.
Try something new, instead of darkening your eyes further and just going further with less clothing and more shoes. I want to hear about you living your life as an independent woman the way you claim to be, not someone openly exhibiting herself and then acting surprised when people react.
You used to inspire me so much, with your fearless uncompromising attitude and your independence (you didn’t seem to give a damn.) But I don’t read that any more. You sound tired and so am I, and I’m sorry you are sick. I hope you feel better. I hope it passes. All of it.
I’m going to get slammed for this. I know I will. But I thought I’d tell you what I thought.