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Posted in Art, tagged , on January 25, 2008 | No Comments »

Cities are painted whores, all construction and illusion, and London is the sweetest soul-stroking siren of them all. Highly trained, wickedly wise, her rings clack and flash as she gathers you into her brilliant, foxy fold. Up close, soporific with smog, high on anonymity, you see the luminescent powder collecting in the ancient folds [...]

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Posted in Fashion, Theatre, tagged , , , , on January 17, 2008 | 3 Comments »

Wanna be in my club? No, me neither. It would all be very enthusiastic to start with. There’d be badges, and uniforms like this, and cigars, and mead, and trifle. Then we’d all get bored, and someone would forget to cancel the order of twenty-five dancing eunuchs, and we’d all get a bit tired and [...]

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Posted in Fashion, Music, TV, tagged , , , , , on January 9, 2008 | No Comments »

‘Modern?’ the assembled company of consumptive Byronic poets, cynical, rakish fencing-masters, good-hearted, massive-armed shepherds, and secretly aristocratic highwaymen chime as one. ‘What do you mean, modern?’
The Blonde, standing abandoned in the winter rain, s/s 08 Cavalli petticoat slicked to the skin, invisible orchestra keening Michael Nyman-via-Jeff Buckley stylings through the mist, is well aware of [...]

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Posted in Fashion, Literature, tagged , , , on January 3, 2008 | No Comments »

Of all my fictional lovers, Sir Harry Paget Flashman was the most romantic. Through the flames of a Mongol campfire, where I was masquerading as a mercenary youth in this Gaultier spring/summer 08 emsemble (what a collection), I saw a man of military bearing (what a man) lift his face from an earthenware bowl, thick [...]

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