Yearly Archives: 2012
after your picture fades
watching through windows, i’m wondering if you’re okay,
and you say, ‘go slow, i’ve fallen behind’;
the drum beats out of time.
your clothes are all made by Balmain and there’s diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are.
where you keep your Rolling Stones records and a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do.
and the young men who move in your circles, they hang on every word you speak, yes they do.
and the painting you stole from Picasso, your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does.
Tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head, yes I do.
i see a ship in the harbour
and if it wasn’t for your misfortunes,
i’d be a heavenly person today.
Well, that’s another heavy weekend and blue Monday (nearly) out of the way. The only thing pulling me through? My ever-growing wish list. It’s not cold enough for this yet, but it will be, right? Plus, I’m working more hours than I ever have in my life and I deserve a treat, right? In other words, I simply won’t stop until it’s mine.
we’re not enemies, we just disagree.
No, but really, did Marc Jacobs actually see me coming or what? He started me off with his own SS13 line, and now this collection for Louis Vuitton? It doesn’t really require any explanation. You’ll see. Also, I would usually resize the pictures, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I reckon you need to feel the full force of this. Oh and one more ALSO: Cara’s dress! And of course just Cara. Quite divine.
as pure and strange as what i see,
i’d put you in the mirror
i put in front of me,
i put in front of me.
linger on, your pale blue eyes,
linger on, your pale blue eyes.
and it stoned me to my soul/ stoned me just like goin’ home/ and it stoned me.
There are three Van songs guaranteed to choke me. Bright Side Of The Road partly because of that moment in Fever Pitch and partly because of the ‘let’s enjoy it while we can’ sentiment. Days Like This for obvious and somewhat cheesy reasons. And It Stoned Me because it’s my favourite (how many times do I rewind to the start so I can hear the first line again and again). They’re all from different albums and different times but they all make me feel exactly the same way: nostalgic/happy/sad/like-my-heart-could-burst. It’s something to do with his voice being so familiar. As in before-I-could-walk familiar. I think I’ve just happened across my point: they all make me want to go home.
