“Across the street someone is playing La Vie En Rose. They do it for the tourists but I'm always surprised at how it moves me. It means seeing life through rose colored glasses. Only in Paris where the light is pink does that song make sense, but I'll have it in my pocket when I get home, and carry it with me where ever I go...” Sabrina (1995)
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Erdem Fall RTW 2010
Rip off
Monday, February 22, 2010
Tina Fey for Vogue?
Darwinia
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Step inside
The Facebook Song
And that is how you grow emotionally
Well I have been misused by many, many, many men
But nothing can compare to how you treated me.
At times it really felt as though the pain was here to stay
And though it’s many years I go I feel it to this day,
And now you wanna be my friend on Facebook
Are you fucking kidding me?
All the memories are flooding back to me now
All the ways you stole the light from my eyes
I travelled so far just to get away from you
‘Til this morning’s friend request surprise!
At times it really felt as though I’d never smile again
You narcissistic arsehole, oh you nasty nasty man
And now you wanna be my friend on Facebook
Are you fucking kidding…?
I don’t care what kind of cocktail you are,
Or which member of The Beatles or which 1950s movie star
I don’t give a toss if you’re a ninja or a pirate
I suspect you’d be a pirate, but I don’t wanna verify it
And I don’t give a shit what your stripper name is
Or if your kitty had a litter
Look – Just follow me on Twitter
I don’t care about your family tree
And I certainly don’t want you poking me…
again.
And now you wanna be my friend on Facebook
Oh you fucking, fucking fuck…
Click IGNORE.