"Hey, ya got anything that'll fit through my window?"
Yet another advertecture billboard has to allow for a window of a north-facing seventh floor apartment at 292 Lafayette St. You just know Tiffany brass is not at all pleased about having an ugly hole spoiling the field of their trademarked, hallowed PMS 1837 Blue in this oversized version of their signature holiday ad. That's what you fucks get for charging $200 for a fucking teething rattle.
previously in 292 Lafayette advertecture:
1. The G-Star Glory Hole.
2. Five-story models compete for my love.
3. Six stories of Stupid.