Client Echo Fox Featured on the Daily Dot.
This is a usual Wednesday evening for Rick Fox.
I’m standing on the massive balcony of a beautiful Hollywood mansion, stretching out over all the light, sound, and proletariat hardships of the valley below like a gleaming, marble-white plateau. It is, without a doubt, the nicest house I’ve ever been inside. The sauna in the downstairs bathroom is roughly the size of my studio, the multiple bars are serving up a constant stream of coconut water/vodkas, outside there is a long patio table on fire for no real reason beyond aesthetics. I’m maybe five degrees under-dressed and surrounded by a throng of polished men and women who are either bored by the glamour or are excellent at looking like they’ve been here before. Fox, of course, is running late. He’s atanother event, just like this, somewhere downtown.
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