So this is New Angeles Magazine. And this is me on the cover.
What's funniest about this is that I was walking around all night at my birthday party Lucent L'Amour in my best fascist outfit doing my best Castro impression, telling everyone I was sent to quash the "unemployed artist hipster regime taking over Silver Lake and the greater Eastside."
So what does New Angeles Magazine do?
Put me on the cover for a story about unemployed hipster socialists.