Thursday, February 17

to the back rooms of the world

Getting ready for big things. Time to re-enter reality.

Friday, February 11

swirls of pink and blue

they who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escapes those who dream only by night.


the cool kids

leather, jeans and combat boots.


Thursday, February 10

a life without reason

it is no way to live, to wait to love.


anything he can wear, part xxii

SHE can wear better...


Wednesday, February 9

sasquatch spotlight: the flaming lips

Earlier this week, the preliminary schedule to this year's Sasquatch! Music Festival was released with 90 bands so far confirmed. Of course more will be added as the schedule gets finalized but in the meantime, I thought I might spotlight the acts that I'm most excited to see.

I missed the flaming lips when they last played sasquatch in 2008 and I've regretted it ever since. If there is one band that knows how to put on a good show, its the flaming lips. Back in 2008, they opened their show with a UFO dropping down from atop the stage with the lead singer emerging in big, lighted bubble/orb thing and alien teletubbies dancing on the side. If not for the music, I'm just excited to see what visual concepts they come up with.

I'll be with you darling soon

I'll be with you when the stars start falling...


a pocketful of gold

many have I loved, many times been bitten
many times I've gazed along the open road

many times I've lied, man times I've listened
many times I've wondered how much there is to know

many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold

mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
many many men can't see the open road

many is a word that only keeps you guessing
guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know

Tuesday, February 8

sweet disposition

out of the shadows


new crush: annamara post

This was the first studio spread I saw from Annamara Post and something about her caught my eye. Plus, that leather. YUM.


pins and needles

love those dynamic poofs of pins


Friday, February 4

the time has come dance on chairs, kick some ass and hug some trees. Great friends, here I come.

Be back monday. Enjoy the game.


Thursday, February 3

be like the squirrel, girl

As most have probably already heard, the White Stripes officially broke-up yesterday. To be honest, I haven't thought about them in quite some time but damn... something about jack white's voice and guitar makes me crave leather, black liner, dirty hair and cigs.

just a sprinkle

I always wished for freckles growing up. I've been told this is weird.


let's slamdance

Wednesday, February 2

jack, dreams and me

the air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great that I thought I was in a dream. 


everyone knows everyone

eternal lids apart

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art --
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors --
No -- yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever -- or else swoon to death.


crave, want, need

I crave/want/need a pair of chunky platform heels. Desperately.


Tuesday, February 1

hippie at heart