Toronto’s King Street just before yesterday afternoon’s screening of The Ides of March.
All I’m seeing today are Miss Bala, Sarah Palin, You Betcha! and one other…possibly Burning Man. Plus parties for The Ides of March and The Artist and possibly one other, depending.
I ran a shot like this last year so I’m just repeating myself. Podiatry-wise, the only thing worse than having big beefy man-feet is to walk around with disgusting leather mandals and to tell yourself, “Yeah…these look pretty cool.” I took this yesterday inside…now I can’t remember but it was somewhere in Toronto.
