relished it

home is rome

specifically..





on via gino capponi, seventy one.



after three months, i can honestly say i cannot get back fast enough. go straight to my local market. taste what a real tomato should taste like. have a decent coffee. hop on my scooter and roam aimlessly in the most beautiful city in the world.

eccomi! arrivo!



Another reporter: Which of the cities visited did Your Highness enjoy the most?
General Provno: [prompting] Each, in its own way...
Princess Ann: Each, in its own way, was unforgettable. It would be difficult to - Rome! By all means, Rome. I will cherish my visit
here in memory as long as I live.

"does this tampon make me look fat?"

Not sure i could have take more than 84 minutes of it, but for that time i was very entertained and well, god bless joan. if she did not exist, you would have to invent her.

deposed

well, after 10 years of unbrindled loyalty to kate moss, I've moved on.
it's all about freja. and named after the norse myth's goddess of war and love (the vikings didn't differentiate...). what's not to like?


(Dossier Journal, Copyright)

the hunt is over

i have searched for el nido (1980) for a good ten years! out of print. out of favour. out of luck. well, i found it! an old VHS copy that will somehow have to be converted into 21st century viewing technology. but hell, i could not be happier.

i like to think of it as a valuable accompanying piece to harold and maude. the touching story of an eccentric widower and the precocious 12-year-old Goyita. To a sountrack of Haydn. what's not to like?

tiesto ft emily haines

operatic highs

it's been YEARS marjorie, since i went to the opera (tristan and isolde, Royal Opera House, circa late 1990s). finally, am about to stage a triumphant return and will make my debut at the metropolitan to see boris godunov, hands down my favourite opera. 4 1/2 hours and in russian. what's not to like! giddy, i tell you. giddy.