Photos to match the Phurniture.

A friend of mine's daughter has been steadily getting her photographs into better and better exhibitions, and this past year she got some of her series of pictures of pockets turned inside out into a pretty good New York gallery. When my friend dropped in after the opening on just a normal day, there was this New York society lady in there, pretty old and white and withered and in a fur, and she stopped in front of one of my friend's daughter's pictures and said over her shoulder to the toadie from the gallery who was following her around, "I'd like that one; it would look lovely next to my Mapplethorpe."