Wang-Wa-Wang-Wang-Wang

Don't ask me why I replaced mashed Sisqo's Thong Song with Alexander Wang's surname.  It seems like the sort of chant that the legions of fan girls that Wang has garnered over the past few years might be singing on the streets.  Or should that be 'have' instead of 'has', as in should I be… Continue reading Wang-Wa-Wang-Wang-Wang

Dance With Me!

A post on beauty?  Here?  Call those ladies at the beauty counters that gave me funny looks when I said I didn't know what a primer was and they'll shake with laughter at the mere thought.  Furthermore I should destroy this category of posts having now met PROPER beauty bloggers that have me all mesmerised… Continue reading Dance With Me!

Daydreamer

My brain can't handle anything that's too far over the edge at the moment.  Especially with my recurring nightmare involving me strapped into a metal corset and being drowned in the sea by a mysterious being.  I promise it will all be endearing as opposed to cloying though.  I had a shop agenda in Hong… Continue reading Daydreamer