creating dynamic hair. elnett. my cat. twisting. standing on my head. sleeping in my own bed. checking out old buildings. looking at art. napping in central park. frocks. hand-me-down italian vogues. dancing my ass off. reading until i get a headache. having better eyesight someday. hanging out in Seattle, Washington. tying creativity with survival.
I'd like to meet:
People who operate on my frequency. People who make me listen. People who experience. People who understand. Fellow McLeods. People who need hair love. People who like to picnic. People dedicated to fantastic living. Ladies who can read.
Music:
old vintage records that pop and swirl. anything that makes me want to shake my ass. japanese bleeps and bloops. self-involved whiny songs about the state of being in love or not in love or completely jaded about love. coming of age anthems even though i done came. four am at the rave anthems. self-important art rock or whatever. deepmix.ru. french radio.
Books:
Anything I have to read for our nyc ladies book club. The Wind Up Bird Chronicle, East Of Eden, Beneath the Underdog, The Great Gatsby, Neuromancer, Last Song of Dusk, Anna Karenina, anything that teaches me some history, books that smell old and fall apart in my hands, pulp porn, dusty out of print anything, books that make me weep, books that make my eyes weak, books that never fail to put me to sleep when it's late and i'm nervous about something stupid.
Heroes:
Mom and Pops. Pretty much any Rock n Roll Redheads. Buster McLeod Benson.
