Edie

About Me

Running down the street in heels, in sneakers, in a pinafore. In a miniskirt, in a t-shirt, in a dress, just plain jeans. Wearing a hat, carrying a bag, big earrings with a loud mouth. Yelling at cars, pedestrians, red lights. Late night snacks, early morning rendezvous, midday movies. School jumpers, green cardigans, padding bras with tissues. Knee high socks, eating toast, lighting darts, it's cold out here.

My Interests

cups of tea. cheese. skinny jeans. the colour green. my t shirt.

I'd like to meet:

someone on the 26th of the month. my lucky number's 23, but you have to compromise sometimes.

Music:

favourite schemes: the panics, velvet underground, kill devil hills, the shins, libertines, pulp, men at work (ha!), rolling stones, mazzy star, johnny cash, stone roses, postal service, beatles, doves, elliot smith, bloc party, the smiths, brian jonestown, dandys, mercury rev, neil young, ramones, the bees, nick drake (i'll settle for: air, pixies, iggy, new order, mgf, gg allin, meatmen, even, blondie, depeche, belle and seb, morrissey, crazy penis, dj shadow, the streets, the strokes, radiohead, lou reed, the doors, stereophonics, nick cave)

Movies:

horror movies get me going

Books:

jane austen, oscar wilde, truman capote, dostoevsky, isherwood, nancy mitford, dominick dunne carl hiaasen, victor bockris, harper lee, latin textbooks, feminist rants, political musings, ny times on sunday, vanity fair, tv guide, subway ads, everything pointless but vaguely readable.

sex in a teacup, poured to perfection