Iggy Pop Needs A Manssiere
|Iggy Pop's man boobs attract a crowd.|
From there skipped east to 412 Lincoln Road to Miguel Paredes The Manifestation of Cross-Over Art, but didn't even try to go in upon seeing a velvet rope and a couple of gate keepers with clipboards. Sorry, but I'm not about to do the guest list ritual for a storefront next to a Starbucks.
So I hit the Julia Tuttle Causeway and crossed over to the mainland to oogle the hipsterati drinking, smoking, hobnobbing and chillaxing over at Our House West Of Wynwood to check out the Max Fish, David Lynch and the It Ain't Fair exhibitions.
Didn't stick around for the band performance on the roof, but was there long enough to see a bunch of hipsters mob DJ Danger Mouse and rock icon Iggy Pop, who really needs to get himself a new outfit.
The blazer without a shirt look is just not flattering on the Iggster unless he wants to add a Victoria's Secret Miraculous bra to hold up those aging man-boobs.