Diddy
On Naked Strolls, Fresh Breath and Entourages

Diddy and Daddy. Together at last. On the brink of his new album launch with Diddy Dirty Money, Last Train to Paris, we sat down with the self-proclaimed King of New York for some friendly banter, one giant hug and a little loose talk about swingers clubs...

UD: You’re considered one of the nightlife gurus of New York City...
D: King. I’m the nightlife king. There can only be one king. I’m him.

UD: Where does the king party?
D: I prefer to take walks, you know, half nekked through Central Park with my lady.

UD: Which half?
D: The bottom half!

UD: Naturally. Very kingly. And your lady?
D: Oh, she’s fully naked for me. With only some Louboutins on.

UD: And after a good nude speed walk, you must work up some appetite. Where’s your favorite place to eat in New York?
D: Five Guys burger. I get the cheeseburger. Not the double patty and all that. Just the straight cheeseburger. Medium well.

UD: Say you were inclined to open your own New York club. What would it look like?
D: I’d probably open up a swingers club, to be honest. VIP. Members only. On 78th between Park and Madison.

UD: What would the door policy be like?
D: I mean, you have to hit the gym. You have to look beautiful naked.

UD: So does your entourage have to look good naked too? What’s the secret to rolling with Diddy?
D: Just keep the breath fresh.

UD: You design your own clothing label, you’re dropping a new record today, and you’ve been known to start a trend or two. Could you start a trend right here, right now?
D: Hugs.

At which point, we receive a giant bear hug. From a fully dressed Diddy.