tom ford is my new hero
the new love of my life is noko yamaguchi. her hair is long. its variegation of black and greys resembles charcoal. she speaks two letters at a time and covers her mouth to express disapproval. when smiling, she never displays her teeth; only a slight turn of the corners of her mouth — like a [...]
dear wordpress,
i owe you one post on the two weeks that i’ve spent studying topology, in 4′x4′ closets with exotic dancers conducting miscellaneous illegal activities, planning my upcoming transfer to boston, three-martini lunches avec french fries, schmoozing with hunky stalwarts, walking circuitously along the bar strips with wine glass in head, and eyeing the burgeoning sale [...]
