God called me this morning. Really. I kid you not. On the phone. Not THAT God. The other one. Crazy I know but…the phone rang and I said… “Hello” and God said… “What’s wrong with your email” and I said… “Nothing that I know of, you hand me downer of celestial shoddings and purveyor all things tasty.”
Seems that my server is bouncing emails here and there and God recently shot me a missive announcing his and a disciple or two’s arrival this week in Washington. This is good news and bad news for me. Good in that the last two times Alan et al have been in town, I’ve not. So this week I’ll get to have fellowship with God and his minions. I’ve missed the Master.
The bad news is that I’m broke. Badder than I’ve been broke since I took thirty something of my sixty something dollars in college and bought those navy blue Weejuns. But it costs nothing to visit so here’s the deal. I’m gonna go to the Sofitel this week and revel in the sartorial holiness of Sensei Flusstacious himself. So the rest of you must show up and buy something. God knows two-thirds of my closet has Flusser labels.
Here’s the skinny. Alan will be open for Flussness at the Sofitel around 1pm ish on Wednesday October 2nd through noon on Friday October 4th. Call in advance or just show up. Have the Sofis ring the suite or just do what I do. Stand in the lobby and holler “Daddy! … Daddy! … Daddy!” till security takes you to see the High Llama himself.
Also, I’m not travelling this week so if you want me to take you to the throne for an introduction, shoot me an email and I’ll go with you. Fluss don’t bite. And he's good with children.
Sofitel
806 15th Street NW
WASHINGTON DC 20005
202-730-8800
Alan Flusser Custom
3 East 48th Street
New York NY. 10017
212-888-4500
info@alanflusser.net