Sigh…anyone have a protractor?
September 30, 2007
Tuh!
September 27, 2007
Something about the lighting in the advertisements led me to assume the new Ipod Nano was soft and rubbery and biteable. After holding one, I’m so disappointed.
I miss MTV. Or, part of the reason I’m like that.
September 19, 2007
I don’t want to blame art (?) for what was probably pretty innate, but this was onĀ ALL THE TIME during my formative years, with lingering effects. (I really wanted to grow up to be the one in white.)
Other seminal examples of the license and aesthetic I readily incorporated into my future plans:
Every woman in a hair metal video ever.
Sheena Easton: The Lover In Me. The best earrings I’d ever seen, and what else would one do when faced with a liquor-soaked bar? CRAWL ATOP IT.
The entire Madonna catalog.
The buttwomen of the early 1990s.
And by the time this came out. Well.
Damage control
September 7, 2007
My sister scanned photographs from1989/90, and uploaded them somewhere semi-public. I begrudgingly share one here, before someone else finds them first. Hate the “suntan” hose, love the fucking gloves.
