"No one likes me, I’m over the hilt, I don’t really have any female admirers, they’re scared of me because I’m moody."
ha ha Rory Brattwell. That's pretty much true. Gorgeous, from a distance. ha ha
Which links me to lush noise of the moment: FAVOURS FOR SAILORS. Love it. I dreamt that you dreamt that I loved you in my dreams. O yes. Connosieur of Sunsets is cute too. My mama said "Oh I enjoy that ("Get the fuck out of my dreams") Oh no", ha ha ha.
Just finding that nothing's catching me at the moment, nothing really stands out. Lots of the same bands are playing together and supporting each other, and sounding similar, with similar art direction and you could put all their names in a flow chart. Ha ha I'm not disputing that the love is quite nice, but I just fancy something at a tangent, you know. And it seems a bit of a battle to find it.
The Launch of Barbie World at Dover Street Market:
"The key question of the night though was whether you trashed or treasured your Barbie. Did you take pleasure in twisting the heads off or did you keep your Barbie in pristine condition with obsessive hair brushing?"
Hilarious. Mine were, of course, pristine.
Looking fabulous:
Was pleased to have the Philip Treacy 2003 Summer collection brought to light (just a tad late). But better late than never.
MILES ALDRIDGE PHOTOGRAPHY....divine!
I've been getting the superglue out, he he, and d-i-ying some new earrings. I was getting low on them. I fixed my much adored tatty devine telephone brooch, and fixed my vinyl to a clip so I can don it on the lobe! ha ha
Very much back in my mode for accessories, cassette purses (Natalie...it's genius!), VHS bags (needs a re-vamp) and this:
Every day I'm realising more and more that knowledge is power. The more you know, the more cleverly you can use it. You gotta know what you're talking about, baby.
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