i was flying solo, so i wans't really that into it. then again, i'm not really into that kind of thing anyway. so i had a dour face on and a bad attitude the whole time.
which turned to laughter when the lead singer shouted at me, "bitch, i don't need you."
Some of you may remember when I spoke out against the cult of Carine Roitfeld, the haggard editrix of French Vogue. Well, today I am forced to soften my criticism
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also, it has come to my attention that my natural, relaxed face is in the form of a frown. that is very sad considering that i think of myself as among the most cheerful people in this world, if not the universe.