Current song obsession: I Can't Stay by The Killers. I promise I won't make a habit of posting lyrics.

The emotion it was electric
And the stars, they all aligned
I knew I had to make my decision
But I never made the time
No, I never made the time

In the dark, for a while now
I can't stay, so far
I can't stay much longer
Riding my decision home

Exoneration lost his eraser
But my forgiver found the sun
And there are twisted days
That I take comfort
Cause I'm not the only one
No, I'm not the only one

In the dark, for a while now
I can't stay very far
I can't stay much longer
Riding my decision home

There is a majesty at my doorstep
And there's a little boy in her arms
Now we'll parade around
Without game plans
Obligation or alarm

In the dark, for a while now
I can't stay very far
I can't stay much longer
Riding my decision home

In the dark, for a while now
I can't stay so far
I can't stay much longer
Riding my decision home
In the dark


This is serious gold. Will upload video later.

Thanks A!

Even though He's Just Not That Into You was a particularly average film based on a supposedly hilarious(I haven't read it yet) book of the same name, I think it has basic glaring truth. Why are we trying so hard to make excuses for the people in our lives?
We enter into any alliance based on an idea of what we want that relationship to account for in our lives - whether a source of approval, or fun, or ego boosting, or advice/wisdom, whatever. So then we've already made up our minds about what it and the person who brings it is supposed to be like. And no matter what the person does or says contrary to it, we'll search desperately for the smallest and even most superficial way for it to fit into our 'idea' of what we ache for him/her to be like, effectively pulling the wool over our own eyes.
How do you remedy it. Needing, not loving, is the most severe hobble you could walk into a relationship with. You come to a point where you, your family, your friends, your pets, your books are all you'll ever need. It's when you'll be perfectly ready to be in a relationship that is lucid, honest and minus the bullshit.
It sounds a bit cold and clinical - why be in a relationship when you are wanting for nothing from said person? So you don't have your blinders on. You see the person for what he/she really is - deep haunting voids, small kindnesses, loveliness, awfulness - in all their glory and you feel free to lose yourself in deep love with this person, completely unfettered by imagined ideas of how this person can complete you.
In the end you choose, you don't let your weaknesses choose for you.

There maybe honour among thieves, but you're just a liar.

Be still my heart

I believe Marion Cotillard could say 'suck on this, motherfucker' and still make it sound like sweet soft lilting velvetine goodness. I'm sorry Julie Delpy, Marion is the new French love of my life. In fact, I wonder what she would have done with Before Sunrise\Sunset. Yes. I went there.

Where did love go?

Did it get lost in the mail?
While I checked my reflection in you rearview mirror, perhaps?
Did it wander off while we were too busy having a fun time?
Or maybe when I asked you to stay longer,
When you were poised to leave?
The door was ajar, you know.
It could have slipped out.

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As delighted as I am that Kareena decided not to bring her sacred allegiance to Manish Malhotra to the Stardust Awards, I am having some mixed feelings about this dress.

On the one hand, I like that she's changing it up a bit and I like bouffants, have no qualms with her YSL Tributes and the dress, even - I think I get it. But all together?

That's the kind of hair you do if you're going all out with the red carpet regalia, a neater bouffant, perhaps. The dress has completely hijacked her figure here - the top half is billowing and wayy too non-descript. The sleeves have an odd frill at the elbow the fluttery hemline is alright though personally, I think, body con dresses do better by her. She should leave the alternative, Cavalli-esque business to Katrina. Woman's amazonian enough to carry this off, Kareena isn't.

The makeup is so ashen, she's looking pale - I wonder why she decided to give her red pout the heave-ho. It would have picked up the general dowdiness that's settled on this outfit.

I'd swap those platform wedges for a nice pair of pumps, too.

Did I say I was having mixed feelings? I'm not anymore. I definitely don't like this.

Ps: Have I mentioned I'm obsessed with her? I am. There I said it. Say what you want.

I am feeling excited and purposeful after a long time. Against all safe judgement, I have enrolled in a class that I know is going to be uncomfortable for me, from start to finish. I cannot wait!

Guess who now owns this? :D



Lancome Paris Absolu Vaoyage (Sounds nicer with the name)

The world is like a ride at an amusement park. It goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: Is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey – don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride ..." And we ... kill those people. Ha ha, "Shut him up. We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. Jesus murdered; Martin Luther King murdered; Malcolm X murdered; Gandhi murdered; John Lennon murdered; Reagan ... wounded. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love.

The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace. Thank you very much, you've been great.

-Bill Hicks

"Keep passing the open windows."

And love sparked the greatest poetry,
Art that made the eyes tear
Prose that made me choke
And monuments I couldn't believe
Even on touch.
Yet I said stupidly,
This is modern day love.

I was wrong.
It wasn't love at all.