Somehow, since I’ve started blitzing the city with my Fangs of New York stickers, my hit count has gone DOWN. What’s that about? I’m pretty sure that God doesn’t punish people for shameless self-promotion, or else Lana Del Rey would already be a skeleton.
These are getting slapped up all over the West Village tomorrow night. The QR code is so tiny it makes me want to die of squee. Of course, I’m having a little bit of anxiety about the likelihood that a murderer/stalker will see my DIY publicity and make me his next target, but hey – any press is good press, right? (Please GOD don’t let this be the blog post they quote when my body turns up in a gutter somewhere.)
Hitting the East Village tomorrow – stay tuned for STICKER BLITZ 2!
Blitzed the UWS this weekend with a whopping 7 of these babies printed out on sticker paper. Was totally psyched, until it started to torrentially rain and all of them bled to death. Apparently, these colors do run.