London's own Pied Piper of Fashion
London Fashion Week is half way through. The fashionistas have blisters on blisters criss-crossing town from one faaabulous show to another. But they all came scurrying to the National History Museum at the start for Gareth Pugh's fantastic show. I was told by one lucky audience member that the mice collar brought everyone to their feet in applause. Isn't fashion fab. Read Hilary Alexander's piece in the Telegraph (thanks for the header, love!)
As a tribute, here's his favourite muse Roisin with a the gloriously titled and suitably schizoid dub mix version of Overpowered.
Overpowered (Herve and Roisin in the Secret Garden Mix) - Roisin Murphy (mp3 Download)
And, shhh! Go here for a certain NEW single from Roisin...
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This has absolutely nothing to do with fashion or lovely Roisin, but did you happen to see Hollyoaks tonight? I just walked in and found my flatmate engrossed in a scene of two gays breaking up at East Midlands airport (or similar) to tears and heartbreak. The really demanding and needy gay wasn't as hot as the fresh-out-of-the-closet one who left for Dublin -sob!- on this own. But the clincher was when whoever wrote the episode, in a moment of unparalleled genius, played 'I close my eyes and count to ten' (the Dusty version) as they walked away from one another. I almost peed my panties it was so fantastic. Catch the omnibus. You'll want to write an epistle about it.
... and if you ask me, the real reason to weep was not that he had shed the weight of the needy boyfriend but because they were travelling on Ryanair.
Hahahaha! I saw this storyline at the beginning. It was hilarious. When they first got it on (those tentative lips on lips) we cut to a bedroom after a five hour shagfest. With the room still smelling of man f**k one the fresh-out-of-the-closet one says: "I can't do this". And instead of the other one going:
a) "Oh. Ok. See you around then"
or
b) "Oh shut up and stick it in" he has a dramatic arguement about BEING gay. Pah!
Like the episode tonight... brilliant comedy!
...and if they should have been flying normal air from City Airport! hahahaha
How absurd: "we've just shagged, I am having a crisis". I mean, he's seventeen or something. By the time the guilt has come on, he will be ready to go at it again. I sat there watching the tragic breakup tonight thinking how the pretty one really should walk into a gay bar in Dublin. He'd last about seventeen seconds before being picked up. And he wouldn't have that weeping queeny nightmare to deal with.
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