back when i was in the flea market in portobello, i was fascinated by all those washed-a-million-times vintage BARBOUR waxed jackets. yet none of them fit me cos they all big. and the fascination continues when i lock eyes with this bird shirt. i think i kinda like birds, they make me sing like snow white and reach my arm out so that they can perch on me. and i almost forgot i took these pictures of some beautiful bird houses in a community garden on 6th street in the east village