If Leonard Cohen claims in "Everybody knows" that are so many people we’ve got to meet without our clothes on and we, the noughties generation, think that he is so damned right, we’ve got to do it in style!
For I’m a girl of 25, dating boys in their twentiesomes-latetwenties and assuming without regret that we girls are way 15 years ahead their twisted minds I must advise you baby dolls to scan their bedrooms accurately before you drop your victoria’s secret bras even if it is a liaison temporaire (and haven’t we all have or have had a few;) ). Before you get started you got to keep in mind that is our best duty to be a feminist (never an orthodox one) in a world dominated by testosterone since forever. Here I present you the ups and downs, the profits and losses in terms of objects of affection/objects of indifference/ objects of hatred/objects of desire that I’ve found or that I haven’t found yet through my own personal experience.
The good(what I have seen and loved)
.Ralph Lauren pretty shirts featuring Eternity from Calvin Klein
.At least one pair of worn-out CK jeans bought in the late 90’s preferably in NY
.Irony Swatches but not too many swatches. All plastic swatches not allowed
.A brand-new top of scale Technics record player
.Gap long-sleeve sweaters but not too many Gap sweaters preferably bought in London
.Nice anti-allergic fluffy all-white pillows and cute cushions to chill out and make out.
.An i-mac even if it’s three years old and not top of scale
.An i-pod nano in black
.A petite tv with VCR
.A fine Pioneer Hi-fi big, bold and old
.BLV of Bvlgari
.Worn-out yellow cabs
.At least two power suits even if they are not Hugo’s
.A surf board, preferably two
.Golf clubs
.Chess board
.At least one Motorola, nicer if brand-new top of scale
.Le Petit Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupèry (en français)
.Arty photos taken in their semi-professional Cannons or Olympus
.Polaroids of nights out with best friends
.The rough guide to...wherever
.Cable Tv
.Fisherman’s friends – tons
.At least two posh silk ties
.I’m Your Man LP from Leonard Cohen
.At least two CD’s from Mr. David Bowie
.An old tape of Miles Davis
.An afeghan rug
.An "I luv NY" T-shirt
.A venetian mask bought in Venice
.An MD sony player
.My first Sony – so cute
The bad (or the demi-demi but still bad)
.Massimo Dutti’s suits and ties tells us that the boy have bought the outfit from the window
.Hush puppies
.Yellow Havaianas, we always want them black
.A PC with MSDOS
.Bad prints of digital photos stickled to the wall with visible tesa tape strips
.Any bottle/package with Clearasil written on
.Male magazines and I’m not talking of playboy or hustler. The only so-called male magazine that is acceptable and that we also like to read is Esquire.
The downright bizarre ( run as fast as you can, call a cab and if the cab won't arrive in five please call 911)
.An eyebrow comb in purple and gold plus the explanation that it was a gift from granny's to comb the beard
.Do I need to inventory more?!
The future
.Fred Perry's cap in black that we will adopt for jogging and strolls in the park
.More than three Fred Perry's polo-shirts - We do not accept them in XL
.All Fellini's, Cassavettes', Woody Allen's, Abbas Kiarostami's and Nanni Moretti's dvds to date
.All wallpapepers pilled in order up to date
.All about Elia Suleiman especially the dvd, the poster and the soundtrack of "Divine Intervention : a chronicle of Love and Pain"
.At least a Divani&Divani's king size bed
.Japanese blinders and a window view to a retro-feel pool
and so so much more
laulee june '07