yes, please.

nyc in the 1970's

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Creed Taylor, Tom Jobim, João Gilberto and Stan Getz.

second show/first friday:

The show runs through December 31st. The gallery is open Wednesday through Saturday from 2-6pm.

darcey bussell's final perfomance with the royal ballet bow.

tiny dancer

favourites right this second/why the hell is it so dark out already jeez

dance parties that arent afraid to play a little james brown
kissing my sister pon de lips
trips to lalala with sappy friends
thinking of different goofy accents to say the mosuleum in

my favourite accent to do this is cameron frye’s when hes pretending to be Sloane’s dad, Mr. Peterson, in Ferris Bueller’s day off… you remember that part no? pretty hilarious.

animals.

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Intnernet Sundays!

boyslife is my new favourite blog. You can find out why here:

I wrote this already. Twice actually. The first was mopey dribble brought on by immense guilt.  The second was a little better but I was still telling half truths. I’m going to give it one more shot. If I want this to mean anything I have to be totally honest. Here goes.

My buddy is an expert Facebooker and we are working the angles on a lonely Sunday night. He’s told a friend of his from LA to add me. She does. I confirm and peruse her photos. SO TRASHY! Bikini shots at the Roosevelt pool, intermix outfits, and numerous other crimes against my condescending tastes. This is so far from the kind of girl I’m attracted to in real life. Her only saving graces are brown hair and amazing natural boobs.

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q tip.

this makes me think of when james drove me home after getting nothing done at the studio and he was twirling a hanger around his finger that he kept in his car because he does that when he is trying to think and he was listening to norah jones and i tried to make fun of him for it but he wasn’t having it and now i see why.

new wave beb.