This is it. We’ve been struggling for so long,
almost six months, I think, and we almost gave up so many times. But that part of our lives is
over! We’ve hit the big time! Soon, everyone will know the name BUNNY
CLAWS, and everyone will be singing our new single.
Our history is completely
blasé. We started out just like
everyone else. I was living in my
family’s rent controlled Williamsburg apartment, studying graphic design at
Pratt (what else would I study?), and working part-time as a bartender at my
friend Shasta’s eco-bar on Grand Avenue.
At night, I would hunker down over my MacBook, creating loops and
samples, pausing only to check my Instagram and Tinder accounts. After all, I
was an artist, and all my free time was spent in pursuit of my dream: becoming
an indie superstar.
I was so broke, I could barely
afford pate and prosecco. I had
sold so many items of clothing to Beacon’s I was practically wearing the same
ripped leggings and pashmina every day. I was embarrassed to be seen walking down Bedford, so
I always took Driggs on my way to work.
In fact, if I had been more brave and faced the judgemental looks from
the Hipsters on Bedford, I might never have met Chai…
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