Spotted out of the corner of my eye sitting atop a freebie newspaper kiosk on lower Fifth Avenue:
How could I not? The retina-popping cover just invites a flip through. Originally published in 1977, this fourth printing in 1985 was once owned by a certain Abby Horowitz. How do I know? She printed her name in the front cover.
I wonder if Abby attempted this bright and cheery checkerboard quilt on the left, or maybe the clever, laundry nook coverup on the right.
This seductive scenario has a macho appeal with its deep blue walls and wooden paneling illuminated by a single chrome fixture. I can almost smell the Jovan Sex Appeal. (And hear the Village People singing in the background!)
Always Frugal, Always Fabulous,
The Elegant Thrifter