Now that Britney and Lindsay have retired from crotch shots, it's
time someone filled the unwanted nudity void. And who better to do so
than incredibly overexposed trannie Amanda Lepore and her rock hard
nipples? As punishment for their sins, we sent Intern Stephanie and the
one-and-only Nikola Tamindzic to
Taschen's SoHo store where photographer-music video director-celebrity
loverboy David LaChapelle and his favorite shemale gal pal autographed
copies of his most recent collection, Heaven to Hell. View our gallery here or Nikola's here.
A mob of hipsters
wearing red fishnet tights or black leggings took up an entire block on
Greene Street. The line wrapped the corner to Prince Street.
Immediately, Amanda Lepore had a nip slip. That's probably not an issue
for her.
The Taschen store is a bizarre combination of Urban Outfitters and
Alice in Wonderland. So. Many. Bright. Colors. The DJ was on pop songs
from the early 90s.
Dave LaChapelle lip-synched "Hot in Here" by Nelly while the freaks
and geeks in line looked at each other with bewilderment. Up next were
two *N Sync songs: "Bye, Bye, Bye" and "Tearin' Up My Heart." Dave took
a break from signing to do the "Bye, Bye, Bye" dance.
The after-party resembled the cafeteria of "Mean Girls." The cool
Asians hovered in the corner. The desperate wannabes danced to "Billie
Jean." The burnouts alternated between staring at the desperate
wannabes, their RAZRs, and their drinks. After someone started square
dancing to "Don't Stop Movin" by S Club 7, it was time to carry our
four-pound Taschen books home.
Dave signed mine, but his handwriting is impossible to decipher.
Hope he said something funny. Or nice. Like a high school yearbook.
BFF. Something.
At midnight, Ms. Lepore was seen at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue,
perhaps leaving Plumm. She was all in white, and escorted by what
looked like three fellas from Staten Island. Of course she was!
Source: http://gawker.com