duminică, 20 decembrie 2009

Baby it's you


As I sit here listening to this song (the cover the Shirelles did and then the cover this model Maria Antonia did, so ditsy) I wonder if I'm a badass.
I wonder if having boredom written all over your face can be equivalent to it. But I feel like someone that's antisocial in the pretty way i.e. breaking windows, playing with lipstick on the mirror, drinking kerosene and just about every stupid thing in the book.
Because mushiness gets to me and sometimes it doesn't - like what's up with that? I'd like to be a frilly wuss, but no, sometimes I play into the casual badass part. Which is really easy to do.
Just act all pissed off when you're alone, for no reason. And be excited for the following day when you'll be turning into a half-assed version of Calamity Jane. Or just when you go back to being all mushy.

By the by, Lily Cole is a goddess (the girl to your left, my left anyway.)

vineri, 11 decembrie 2009

Margarina

Am ajuns acasa, pe pat langa telefon si am auzit niste bazaituri. S-a rupt o scandura si am cazut prin podea. Oricum, tot am adormit. Ce conta o cadere cand urmau altele mai zgomotoase?
Am vazut maini si unghii rosii iesind de sub plapuma, cine stie in capul cui am cazut.
Telefonul a sunat, am apasat un buton si s-a auzit vocea cuiva.
- Tu ai papuci de casa?
- Da.
- Cate perechi?
- Trei.
- Nu ai vrea patru?
- Pentru ce?
- Pentru a patra persoana.
- Cine?
- Cea care va veni. Sigur va mai fi o a patra persoana.
- Cum va arata?
- Ca un felinar.

marți, 1 decembrie 2009

You'll take to the sky

Summertime, and the living is easy.

I miss the beach, if you can believe that, but I only miss a part of it, the part with the blue towel left on the sand and some seagulls.
Now, if my name were Zoey, I'd feel more comfortable on that beach, but as it is, I'll just look through a window. Which is the worst thing; watching the beach through a window, but what can I do?
It's dry.
Is there time for the beach when I have so much driving to do?