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Designer Marc Jacobs' ex Jason Preston called in a correction to the earlier stalker sighting of him supposedly carrying on the subway "loads of heavy shit," including luggage. Bottom line: he was carrying only one, very small Louis Vuitton gym bag, and don't call his boots "combat boots" because they're so much better than that. Also, the former rentboy thought I was the person who spotted him on the street, so his voice mail was pretty fierce and kind of awesome. Here's the transcript:
Ryan, what's up, this is Jason Preston calling. Umm, I'm calling on behalf of, I guess the column or whatever in Gawker.com, I guess you sent something in saying you saw me on the street today with a whole bunch of shit.
First of all, I just had my gym bag, that's all I had, a little, small, little Louis Vuitton gym bag.
And number two, my boots, they are $2,0000 fucking [unintelligible brand] boots, brah.
And three, as in the words of Lil' Kim, you should get your facts straight or Shut Up, Bitch, because you don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
Preston later said someone had just handed him my cell phone number and told him I was the tipster, and that I should "ignore the text message," which is probably even better but has yet to arrive.
Comments
Spends $2,000 on boots and quotes Lil' Kim? Classy.
@onebadclam: That's $2,0000, bitch.
@valet_of_the_dolls: The extra 0 is for value.
OK. Look.
None of the above changes the fact that in this little saga I'm divining very real early-21st century fruit-flavored House of Mirth potential.
URGENT: Personal to Jason Preston
* At all costs avoid taking a job in a millinery.
* If you spurned the advances of a guy named Rosedale in order to hook-up with Marc Jacobs, now is the time to reconsider Rosedale and take him up on his offer.
* No matter how hopeless or at-loose-ends you may feel, discontinue any and all use of soporific or "nerve-calming" drugs. If you can't help but feel edgy, go have a few beers with the bears over at the Dugout (185 Christopher Street), but, please, leave the Louis Vuitton "gym bag" at home.
@Hamud: And don't let Gillian Anderson play you in the movie version.
So I guess he is officially a Gawker commenter?
Jason Preston, you wouldn't have gotten dumped if you didn't use the word, "brah."
I guess it is kind of cool that he corrected his own stalker sighting. Natasha Lyonne would never do that. Maybe Parker Posey's wretched dog would, though.
Um, isn't Jason Preston over like Heavy D? Why are we even giving him ink? Um, or pixels?
Fair comment Jason
He did not correct the "one time hooker" identification, whatever happened to "sex professional"? Every profession should have its dignity.
@Hamud: The thing is, I don't get the sense he cost a great deal to make.
If I make fun of him for saying "brah," will he call on behalf of my comment? My comment could use a personal assistant.
It takes a lot of bum-burnin' to afford LV handbags and $2,0000 boots.
In the immortal words of Nancy Sinatra: "Okay boots, Start Walking!"
NEXT - On "When Anger Twinks Attack!"
This guy is like the perfect demographic for the New York Times T Magazine.
Too bad Kimberly Denise Jones didn't take Lil' Kim's advice.
Power Bottom.
I hope he's got some savings. All whores know that when they hit 30 they'll need to find a real job.
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