posted by cindy hotpoint at 4:24:00 PM
The Rich Girls Are Weeping is curated by super best friends Cindy Hotpoint & Pinkie Von Bloom. (And yes, they took the name from the Brian Eno song "Cindy Tells Me.")
They formerly lived in Austin, Texas but are now based in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn.
They also dj, design upscale knitwear for the discerning gentleman, have totally bizarre day jobs and collectively own approx. 250 pairs of party shoes and more than 2,000 records.
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4 Comments:
As luck would have it, I can't make it to tonight's spindig. Will you two toss back some gin for me, please?
Best,
r.
dearest r.,
i'm sure that cindy's arm can be twisted toward some pimm's or tanqueray. i myself am not quite so seemly when exposed to gin and tend to avoid it...like the plague.
Do have a good evening,
-pinkie
Please administer the twisting.
Green,
r.
They don't have Pimm's at the Corner Bar! I wish!
Sorry you can't make it, dear R. You shall be missed.
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