i am the sort of person 

who lives in scarves,

if you are looking for me, 

i'll be in a big warm scarf

(sipping some sort of 

fruity drink)

"And there I’d sit. I would have blown it. Now the entire world would join me in knowing that I was not the type of person that entertains such questions. I wasn’t Ingrid Bergman, or Simone De Beauvoir. And I was in nobody’s note. I was Yokoo, and I made scarves, some of which were chunky."

"But artists are jealous enthusiasts. We are privately vain depressants. If we see something admirable, we feel rather overwhelmed to take some sort of action against it. Be it productive or barren."

Meet Yokoo. She's so damned swell.

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