Friday, May 12, 2006
She's Almost 27
Yes, that's right, folks, I'm getting up there. My bones are cracking in the morning, my feet smell worse than ever, and my fashion style is shivering at the new wave of young people wearing things from the eighties. I'm old.

Since I'll be turning almost-ancient on the 24th of May, I thought I'd do a little pictoral of my wishlist. You know, because no birthday is complete without a wishlist.

A Pleather Corset

A Black and Pink Dread Wig


Crystal Palace Wool

Pink and Black Gas Mask. For the Bird Flu

The end result?

Industrial Barbie

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    We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always— A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"

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