i'm up.

you can just hear edina of ab fab hovering in the subtext, "rich sparkle diamonds diamonds glamour-shot, skyline, pan, pan, tableau, dramatic city shot, give-me-gorgeous, construction worker, sparkle sparkle aaaand next shot, next shot darling."

or you could just be hearing the soundtrack to new asia bar.

isn't it amusing how 'city views' begins with a shot of shanghai completely choking in smog?

i must be an urban planner.

at crit today,

"this project is so humanistic and everything is woven in with so much grace."

but also,

"oh my god i can't believe you're recreating 9/11. do you realise what you've just done?!"

ah.

nick meets abrasive critic from new york, noo yawk dammit. they loved it and hated it.

3 years ago i got stage fright talking to a british drama teacher in school. today i argued with a bona fide architectnista from new york. if people just aren't going to cut you slack, you can stare them down (when you're already up) and be all like, "so?". and they will love you for it. hell yea.