Monday, November 15, 2010

on me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud

I have a slight obsession with Europe. Take that back, every country besides America. Why do I live here again?

As a little one I loved the show Skins. It's about a group of teenagers in South West England. I wiki-ed it, and I think it does it justice, so I'll just zoom it right in:

"The controversial plot line explores issues such as dysfunctional families, mental illness (including eating disorders), sexual orientation identity, substance abuse and death"

(don't try clicking on the links, unless you'd enjoy some wiki musings about the topics (I don't recommend it..justice is less deserved )

I anyways liked it probably because, as wiki so described, is fucked up, but more so because they're British and.. I'm obsessed. This is all very random, of course. It sparked through a stumble upon of Hannah Murray.. A. dorable.

Can I wear a puppy-printed poodle skirt and coral stockings? Unlikely. I feel as though I'm not a happy enough person.

And this? Yea, there are lizards on her necklace. Serious. She's perfect.


Another current European obsession? Carla Bruni.I mean, yea, she's a model, so of course she's lovely.. probably more obvious than ms. Murray. But I anyways love her mostly for her music. She's Italian, but she is the French first lady and sings french music. Love her.

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