"No time to lose"
There is no time like NOW.
31 December 2008
28 December 2008
Daily Gorge
Devon Aoki-no, Aoiki-no, Aioki-no, I don't know...it's the holidays. I am going shopping now.23 December 2008
22 December 2008
21 December 2008
Lizard Leather Boots
Don't ever listen to them, even when they beat you down and kick you around. The soul spreads through music. Beat them with your guitar in the Ballrooms of Mars.
20 December 2008
19 December 2008
Sick
It makes me sick that you think any culture or ethnicity is inferior to another.
(credit: Post Secret)
Lipstick
Have you ever slid on red lipstick
And not known the result?
Usually you do
Dinner parties,
Weddings,
A night at the club.
Have you ever slid on red lipstick
And not known the result?
Les Femmes
Celebrate all the beautiful women in your life. Do not take them for granted. Love them the most when the difficult times come.18 December 2008
I'm A Little Lost
I'm kinda wacked out from a fever and strep throat...sitting in the dark tapping on a keyboard is horrible medication.17 December 2008
16 December 2008
I Love...Christmas Time
Santa Baby...some Gucci, please? I promise to be a good girl when I go to the disco...
14 December 2008
Dear Penelope,
Sometimes two people are just going to make it work again. I hope you are happy, sarcasm not included.
13 December 2008
I Love...Styling Well Done
Although we cannot see the entirety of the ensemble, what we do see is easy elegance. I love the cut and texture on the jacket, the out-of-the-ordinary vibe. An inverted suit (black shirt, white tie) adds to that feel. I love the sequin scarf, it adds interest and a bit of midnight glamour to a day look. Now if only he looked less moody.
11 December 2008
It's 11:54 p.m.
The rain is falling down
in steady sheets
like covers to blanket the ground.
I sit and I stare
and I wonder where
my legs and my arms could have gone.
I wonder why the colours are blurred
and the white parchment sits blank beside.
I wonder what you are dreaming about
or if you are dreaming at all.
My body shakes
with raw desire
stagnant in this cold lonely room
taste it in the air, reach out your tongue
and try to tell me it is not there.
It's 11:57
and I can't keep counting
I should go and wash myself.
And roll into blankets
freezing and bland
like the ice on my doorstep tonight.
It's 12:00 a.m.
in steady sheets
like covers to blanket the ground.
I sit and I stare
and I wonder where
my legs and my arms could have gone.
I wonder why the colours are blurred
and the white parchment sits blank beside.
I wonder what you are dreaming about
or if you are dreaming at all.
My body shakes
with raw desire
stagnant in this cold lonely room
taste it in the air, reach out your tongue
and try to tell me it is not there.
It's 11:57
and I can't keep counting
I should go and wash myself.
And roll into blankets
freezing and bland
like the ice on my doorstep tonight.
It's 12:00 a.m.
10 December 2008
09 December 2008
I Love...The 80's
Leather and jewelry, killer hair and makeup. What more could a girl or boy want? Oh yes. Cocaine.
08 December 2008
Daily Gorge + Inspiration
Shes gorgeous...but my goodness how well she wears that purple suit. And with navy shoes and a red necklace? Color done right in the cold winter grey.07 December 2008
Daily Gorge
Men with Hair are a rare breed. Sure, lots of boys have hair, but only a select few are blessed with Hair.
06 December 2008
04 December 2008
Nights in White Satin
Lights flicker soft
on doom-ridden floors
where women and men
dance as one.
The heat and the life
on elegant faces
of immaculate birth
sweep diamonds from tables,
liquids from lovers,
under the pale moonlight.
Fur and sequins
and soft swishing satin
brush against glimmering skin
moist is the air, the hair, the pear
that is to be eaten tonight.
In the morning
drenched in pastel skies
you float home
and you think he does
but he never does
forget the nights in white satin.
02 December 2008
01 December 2008
Inspiration
It's winter and I'm seriously craving some furs. I love the way this is composed: large collar with a slimmer line down the stomach and waist. And i am in love with the delicate bracelets, earrings and practical hat with that slicked-back hair.
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