yesterday, for nora, chris and kevin’s birthday party, we were instructed to come dressed up as someone famous who had lived in london. and while we got various creative entries, including maggie thatcher, the 118 guys and abu hamza, i like to think that my chosen costume had a special JE NE SAIS QUOI about it.
mark and i decided to dress up as INfamous characters from soas: our man in istanbul, martyn, and for lack of a better term, the brooklyn scarecrow. GUESS WHO.
