Having spent the snowiest day in 5 years in New York traipsing around SOHO, I was happy to be on the Acela looking out from behind my long down coat. New York to Boston is such a spectacular ride along the shoreline, I always make sure to get a seat on the Long Island Sound side. On this particular day it was the graffiti that caught my eye and seeing it at the "speed of Acela" I was charmed by its appeal - it cheered up a dreary, dismal and colorless afternoon for me.I have previously taken notice of and reported on the crossover of graffiti and tattoo art to luxury items, but never personally could see it. Today I could, or maybe it was just my memory of seeing the Stephen Sprouse revival in the Louis Vuitton window in Soho - it too was more noticeable on that snowy morning.
For an engaging riff on the artistry of handbags see Handbags of the Apocalypse.
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