Oh boy, you smell

In the best possible way, I have no doubt, I'm a sucker for a scent.
"The word "perfume" is derived from the Latin phrase "through smoke." It's a fitting description for something so elusive, so volatile, that it can only convey its gift by literally going up in smoke."

Consider me shrouded.

Perfume is discovered fully only by our lovers when we are together - naked

Casablanca everywhere

A blonde a brunette and a boy

For me

Queen.

Just like The Great Gatesby

I went to a party just like this in London. Except there was a jumping castle. And champagne. And a lake. And bunny hoppers. And it was nighttime.

Primal experience

A 40 person drum circle erupted beneath New York City streets to celebrate Earth day on Wednesday. Organised by Loomstate it included Chris Taylor from Grizzly Bear djing and a 20 ft tall pyramid projecting psychedelic goodness to the rhythm and the beat. Oh and a school bus to take revelers to and from the percussion guns... take note Sydney.

Nights I should have chosen basements over roofs

Punch Me!

A few hits and I'll be on my side in fits of laughter from your goodness. I couldn't think of anything more delightful really. Sock it to me you liquid rebel!

If you go to bed with Cleopatra

And wake up next to Courtney Love. It's your own fault.

I really need to quit smoking

Dead Man

"...darkness is truth and honesty, a place that allows questions and investigations to exist deeper and where we all enquire more. Happiness can be flippant and therefore less arresting."

Until the Kingdom Comes

"If we see a blinking light in the sky, we immediately think UFO. We don't consider boring possibilities - we believe the most spectacular possibility." - Simen Johan

Photography

According to Lesley Arfin in this month's Russh magazine:
"Richerd Kern...is known for turning regular girls into hipster playboy bunnies"...



I must meet this man.

Staking Claims

Art History 101 by Vuk Vidor.

Dream a little dream of me

My dreams have been telling me things. Quite obviously.

Another night ago, another person ago: The boy I was next to entered my dream and we were not alone. He preferred the girl with the redder lips. It was extremely disheartening. I woke up and vowed never to go back.

Another. "It's all about playing coy." A smile. "Because thats allowed." The word strict was mentioned, and boundaries which made me feel safe, and disappointed.
I hadnt even thought of the word coy in a long time.

Grind your heel in the ground

Man these guys have got it going on. Spleen spliting goodness coming right up.

A night for blowing gaskets

"It's better to burn out than fade away" - Neil Young
Come watch animals combust tonight in the best possible way.

Burrrr... it's cold in 'ere

"My story being done, she gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith 'Twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful."
- Shakespeare

The natives are restless

- The cramps acoustic session around the campfire.
My clothes still smell of smoke and I'm craving some pastie action.

My mind is still back in bed and it was raining.

Motley minded & grotesque

"...a little grain of the romance is no ill ingredient to preserve and exalt the dignity of human nature without which it is apt to degenerate into everything that is sordid, vicious and low."