While strolling about the Haight this afternoon in search of shoes to wear to a wedding next weekend, guess who we stumbled across signing autographs in Villain's? None other than Paul Frank! Younger than I suspected, and not a mega-conglomerate faux fashion house where all the clothes are manufactured in in the far East by horribly underpaid garment workers, he sported thick chops and a slightly SoCal tan. He lives in Long Beach (I and others had always suspected the UK for some reason). Anyway, totally cool, and I scored a free blue sparkly bracelet, a bunch of stickers, and I bought a t-shirt on whose sleeve he signed his name and drew a little monkey face! Syl and I chatted with him a bit and he was pretty cool. Now I can say, "Paul Frank is my friend."