Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Maps

Sigh.

Monty Python. The Holy Grail. Bryant Park NYC

I shimmied over to watch Monty Python The Holy Grail in Bryant Park t'other night.
I imagined a romantic, dinner picnic, cinema viewing, under the stars.
In reality it was a squashed, run for a space, shoulder to shoulder nibble.
Magic, if a tad cramped.

Chore. Damaris

Suits You.

Girls in Suits. Top shiz yo.

Echo & The Bunnymen. The Killing Moon

Cooo Cooo.

I hate pigeons, really hate them.
These pretties, not so much.
If these plump, feathered friends paraded round the streets of London Town rather than the chewed up, one legged numbers i used to encounter. I might have a change of heart.

Beetlejuice. Jump In The Line. Harry Belafonte

Billy Idol.

Everyone needs to be getting themselves a tiny gold crucifix earring, just the one mind.

Pot Head.

Where Dreams Become Heart Attacks.

I purchased this book for a dear friends Birthday back in April.
Its a true American culinary library.


Take a look at the website for a taster...
http://www.thisiswhyyourefat.com/

Gold tooth.

Whilst squawking along to an old 90s classic.
I remembered my fleeting desire for a gold tooth.
Strategically placed as Nina Persson's...






The Cardigans. My favorite Game.

Alannah Myles. Black Velvet

Perfect way to waste the day...

http://whatcourtneyworetoday.com/

Antihero.

I've been searching for this perfume since sniffing it out on a friend a while back... Its a definite scent recommendation.
Also check out their site and experience the debauchery of the rebellious perfumers.

Chris Isaak. Wicked Game

Ah, Helena Christensen: Insanely hot.
Best. Song. Ever.