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FASHION ISSUE EXTRA - WEAR DARE FOLLOW-UP


Day One of Wear Dare was really one of the most hellish days I've had in NYC. Dressed like a fourth grader, I'd locked myself out of the house while walking my dog and was getting hit on by the pedos shoveling the sidewalks. Luckily my friend who had my spare keys was home, but inside the stairwell of her building a black feral cat the size of a pig jumped out and attacked the shit out of her, puncturing and shredding her leg through her pants…

It seems like it'd be more sanitary to get stabbed in the gut with a rusty ice pick than mauled by an angry, wild, 30-pound cat in Bushwick. She'd taken the day off work to make pancakes and drink whiskey, and now I feared she'd instead be spending it getting rabies shots in her stomach. See what kind of calamity a bad outfit can cause? Really, that skirt was so hideous at one point in the day I realized I cared so little for it that I'd wiped a booger on it. Not a good sign when you're using your own garb as Kleenex. Anyway, about a month later, wounds still not fully healed, someone left a sad letter on my friend's door about her assailant.

She is letting Nina starve.

LIZ