It’s just a sigh, just a sigh...
I finally (please note emphasis on 'finally' and multiply by ten) got my glasses last night and I'm quite smitten. They're made by Vogue and they're rather Kurt Cobain-esque, all big black chunky plastic frames and angles. Actually, they're quite like Jarvis Cocker's fabulous glasses.
(excuse the shitty pictures, am non-photogenic today and photoshop and I are having a brief falling out)
OMD! Jarvis Cocker is Daveyly. I seriously want to glomp him and his glasses (if you don't know who he is, you might recognize him as the lead singer of the Weird Sisters in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire).
Have been on a search for new music these past couple hours and have discovered Patrick Wolf (amongst other artists, but I’ll fangirl over them another day). Wind In The Wires is absolutely gorgeous; the song makes me swoon, the video is a piece of sheer cinematic genius and the man is the very definition of a stick. I think I died a little bit inside when I first watched the video, it moved me so. Oh, watch it, I beg of you.
(excuse the shitty pictures, am non-photogenic today and photoshop and I are having a brief falling out)
OMD! Jarvis Cocker is Daveyly. I seriously want to glomp him and his glasses (if you don't know who he is, you might recognize him as the lead singer of the Weird Sisters in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire).
Have been on a search for new music these past couple hours and have discovered Patrick Wolf (amongst other artists, but I’ll fangirl over them another day). Wind In The Wires is absolutely gorgeous; the song makes me swoon, the video is a piece of sheer cinematic genius and the man is the very definition of a stick. I think I died a little bit inside when I first watched the video, it moved me so. Oh, watch it, I beg of you.