




Photography: Unknown
Digital Design: Pr.incest
Music: Dolend by Kettle
Location: My Japanese Dream
Reason: My Japanese Heart





Photography: Unknown
Digital Design: Pr.incest
Music: Dolend by Kettle
Location: My Japanese Dream
Reason: My Japanese Heart
Dooce is a beautiful woman who lives in a beautiful home with her two beautiful young daughters and her two beautiful dogs. She’s a professional blogger whose supportive loving husband quit his day job to support and love her: She is the creative beginning, he is the business finish, it’s clearly a good and successful arrangement and it seems to work.
What I like best are the wonderful portraits of the dogs Chuck and Coco.
The greatest pictures are made in the style of “Chuck-Holds-Something-To-Head.” Aside from the likable novelty of dogs holding something to head, the pictures themselves are brightly warm and uniquely beautiful, every time. The dogs too clearly are loved and lovable (not to mention wonderfully patient, almost preternaturally compliant and beautifully sweet).





















Appears to be Devon Aoki. I am unsure who is responsible for the perfection of the shot; I don’t know who took the
picture or who worked the wonders of the details that the picture contains. The image of course is a loveliness and
the hair especially is a dream.
STORY — Anton Chekhov. The Duel
FILM — Apichatpong Weerasethakul. Syndromes and a Century
BOOK — Haruki Murakami. Norwegian Wood
SONG — Of Porcelain. The Greatest Distraction
Norwegian Wood has been adapted into a film to be released this fall and stars Rinko Kikuchi as Naoko. This film has chances then to be as quietly devastating and beautifully restrained as the book is. Norwegian Wood is not my favourite Murakami but I did really love and admire it: Murakami’s writing often is a a kind of slow hypnosis, the worlds he creates are lonely, sleepy and surreal. Norwegian Wood might be his most honest and most personal work and it ends with such mesmerizing inconconclusiveness that the whole weight of sadness and beauty contained in the story is delivered hauntingly and most fully in the final line.
The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao is also going to be made into a film and I hope it will at the very least do the book sufficient justice. Walter Salles is directing the film and while I’m not overly familiar with his work as a director, I did enjoy both The Motorcycle Diaries and Linha de Passe. Generally it seems Salles’ films are beautiful to look at,
the camera work and moving photography always are excellent and gorgeously very precise. He at least is visibly competent, I just hope everything else falls flawlessly into place. I’m curious to know who will be cast as Yunior, Lola and particularly: who will be Oscar. I’m sure Junot Díaz is similarly curious [though he’s probably as ’worried’ as he is excited].

Art consists of {limitation. the most beautiful Part of every picture} is the frame
fall in love and Stay in love. write Only what you love, and love what you write. the key Word is love
3 minutes 36 seconds is. All you need
SHE EXTENDED HER ARMS TO EMBRACE HER HOUSE, MAYBE. THE WHOLE WORLD
i will not send you into the darkness. Alone
unexpected things do Happen. however
YOU ARE THE MUSIC. (WHILE THE) MUSIC LASTS
feel the. Loneliness
Last day of the year.
How sweet and interesting and kind of 'fucked.'

Before cleaning and all the ’stress’ of choosing hairstyles, outfits, boots and parties, I’ve
at least figured out some resolutions for the new year. These are, that being: WEAR
HATS, FALL INTO LIKE and READ SOME BOOKS. Some other things too but those are
still private or rather : I'll unveil my ’plans’ as they happen.
Hope your tonights really kill and glow.
Big kiss2es across oceans and across my living room.
SEE
YOU
IN
TWENTY
TEN
xx
See you tonight at the Boxing Day Rave at Neutral,
pre-Party at ours at 21:00 you know who you are.

Happiness to you in the shape of whatever it is you love. And
wear something saucy tonight so that I can compliment you.
With
affection,
NDT.





Pictures: Static Flux
Digital Design: Pr.incest
Music: Foundations by Kate Nash
Location: Here
Reason: You

Christian Louboutin was somebody in the world of shoes only until Nicholas
Kirkwood arrived and calmly took his crown away. I want basically every
architecturally artistic and elegant example of an extravagantly exquisite high
heeled conception as pictured below.

Boots used only to be all that mattered. Until subjugating men for both
diversion and dollars made high heels subsequently sweetly and suddenly
relevant. Life. And all its stimulating twists, its prettily perplexing impractical
changes.
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Love.
is kind of
like