If I’d been a teenager in 81 instead of a toddler this would be my embarrassing youthful subculture attachment:1
Which reminds me of this sketch from Big Train that kills me:
Notes:Not really all that different from my embarrassing youthful subculture attachment though. EXCEPT that I didn’t hang out with living harlequin dolls –something too creeptown for [...]
Good reads around the Internet (a.k.a. Things I’ve starred in Google Reader to write about later but only manage to put in lists):
My internet friend Lindsey Markel was mentioned in the current editon of Bitch Magazine. And she posted an excerpt from the introduction to her upcoming book, You Are Among Friends, in her blog. [...]
This is from the Dior Fall 2009 collection. I’ve never saved an image from a couture show to my hard drive before, but this dress speaks to me in tones usually reserved for private conversations in the dark. The line, the color, the detail. That collar! Oh!
When someone finally invents animated tattoos I want an arm full of these lovely bones:
[from The Monster Club (1980), music by Night] Maybe NSFW.