It's been quite hectic lately with work picking up and schedualed lunches. My world has inverted itself like a succulent mango in summertime.
Watched Aeon flux, that action/sci-fi movie with message of 'don't clone or you might gets something spooky back with you" but all this enfant-aqua amongst jittery pixelism. I enjoyed watching Charlieze theron crack several masculine necks with her svelte thighs, backflipped and ran through exploding walls with perfect moving hair. It was all about the hair.
Work has been, and who is one to argue having been doing being. Client H. who's going to brazil in a few weeks time explained to me what a 'bunda' is
h- yer.. so in brazil ..the women.. they're built differently
me- hmm... they have two heads?
h- nah mate.. they got bunda
me- yer, that's great... how are u going with the pain?
h- it's alright mate, dunno what this foot tapping shit's about..can't stop...
me- it's just your body trying to divert pain messages, perfectly normal.
.......
me- bunda?
h- yer...
me-bunda?
h-yer..
me- bunda?
h- yer..mate...
me- bunda? is that like gucci but from south america?
h- what? gooffey? he's american aint he?
me- bunda.
h- oh yer.. nice... big round bundas..
me- breasts?
h- nah mate, arse. beautiful arse.
me- oh.
silence.
h- yer.......
me - well you know nothing like some poop shoot action.
Ok, times up.
I bought a fabulous pair of black jeans, not too fitting, just slim-enough cut to suggest rocker but not so thin it screams chicken-legs.
And i adore WWD SCOOP , it's the 'retail' branch of Womens Wear Daily with its pictures of sofia coppola and marc jacobs boogie-woogie-ing, fat and old and sweating. Gorgeous Kate moss as a hologram at Alexander mcqueens latest collection. Also i'm obsessing 'CRASH' magazine, fashion in a portable but dignified format with fantastic interviews with heidi silmane and veronique barinquo in french!!!
Can't read the shit but who cares when it's the size of a local phone directory but in high gloss poster-paper.
Had lunch at burton and forbes, fresh sea scallops on a bed of gently braised cabbage with wild mustard seeds. So, delicate and sweet, one could have my tastebuds arrested for lewd conduct.
GOATS CHEESE is my new food and i'm getting intouch with my spiritual side, i'm wearing amathyst and aligning myself with the mystic jews, more hasidic orthodox than hollywood kaballa.
It's all about the hat, the hair and the gorgeous coat.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
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