World Cup Fever
poketo and i watched korea vs. france at a fashion show while handing out t-shirts to skinny fashionistas. when korea scored, we screamed out loud and the hipsters (who wouldn’t know what a soccerball was if it fell on their lopsided haircuts) looked at us like we were bugging out. everyone except for this mexican couple who ran over to our table yelling “viva korea!” this is what i love about world cup, which in my experience seems to unite people from different backgrounds more than it divides them. then again, we were playing france, and everybody hates the french. 'cept maybe people with lopsided haircuts.