If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?

My apologies.
My procrastination of procrastination has been caused by a fabulous emotion called anger.
It's good fun. Try it.

Remember, remember, the fifth of November.

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant and vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me "V"."
- V, V for Vendetta

Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?

Hendrix is sexy man.

Hendrix's guitar solos make my face melt.

Woodstock. 1969. Be there.

In my opinion, Rock and Roll Suicide is one of Bowie's most powerful and beautiful songs. I know it makes me feel wonderful.

I'm an instant star, just add water and stir.

I love you. I love you.

I also want your clothes.

I'm an artist and that means I can be as egotistical as I want to be.

Bob Gruen Photography

Well, that's like hypnotizing chickens.

If you were to look back at me as a school kid you'd see a very quiet little church mouse kind of character.

rock and roll suicide

“Anyone who's parading under a $100,00-plus video is not free from corporate. That's just the MTV advertising agency. I find them all to be just a bit of a sham.”
- Johnny Rotten
Johnny Rotten was a kickass, intellectual anarchist. I love him.

Immortality is really desirable, I guess. In terms of images, anyway.

Damien Hirst by Ian Rankin

Is it just me, or does this picture remind anyone of Trainspotting?

I'm currently reading it. Let's just say, the dialect isn't the easiest to read.

Also, I find this strangely sexy.

I'll follow your footsteps downtown.

Alasdair McLellan

Debbie Harry inspired shoot at Vogue Paris.
Brilliant, isn't it?

fashion gone rogue

We are mods, we are mods, we are, we are mods.

This movie is the shit.

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

C'est Cranium.

Watercolours.

I was listening to Crawdaddy Simone while drawing this, so, you can imagine where the 'inspiration' came from.
I have way too much free time.

I will cut you in half.

Faris Badwan alias Rotter.

Count.
Yeah, count in fives.
And if another number confronts me,
I will cut you in half.

A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.

Lara Stone.

If Byron were alive today, he'd say cigarettes and champagne instead of lobster salad and champagne.

Oui?

I always thought I'd like my own tombstone to be blank. No epitaph, and no name. Well, actually, I'd like it to say "figment."

Balenciaga Resort '10

I would wear this beauty with a pair of leather wedge boots, preferably in cream, with, perhaps, the addition of shredded tights.

I love that necklace, though.

I am a deeply superficial person.

Oh, don't touch me, please, I cannot stand your lies.

I'm bored, let's get high.

I love the tale of Ulysses.

Well, anyone who loves this song should read Homer's epic, The Odyssey, as well as James Joyce's Ulysses.

I dress for the image. Not for myself, not for the public, not for fashion, not for men.

Vanessa Bruno Fall '09- RTW

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