Copy this whole post to another site With everyone worried about where in the world the Hipster Grifter could be, we are forgetting about
our beloved con-man from days of yore. I was The Beautiful Promise charity auction last night at the Westside Loft. While my friend and I were giggling at the idea of signing Heather Mills name up for a bid on a Stella McCartney bag, this tiny sweaty hand with a wine glass reached in between the two of us to cheers. He then launched into a whole monologue about “film and fashion are very similar, fashion is like film and film is like fashion. You can’t have a movie without fashion….blah blah blah” at that point we were able to excuse ourselves and get away. About an hour after our attack he was seen trying to hit on my friend’s mother explaning how he had just won 3 Oscars (we think he’s trying to ride the Slum Dog wave) she rejected his advances and he lurched away never to be seen again for the rest of the night.
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