Writing, clubbing, fashion, boys, shoes, sunshine, charity shop shopping and pretty much anything 1950's. Wow, written down i look pretty shallow. Imagine!
A sort of young mediterrenean Adonis type, maybe a pool boy, or such. And I'd say 'I will teach you how to dance, if you can only make me smile once more' in a sort of Lauren Bacall way. And then i'd throw my golden curls over my shoulder and laugh throatily, and we'd ride off into the sunset on a Harley Davidson, in an airy cloud of Chanel No. 5.Failing that, someone who can make me laugh. Or Mike Patton, always. 33
Oh god...Do i need to write a big list of musical acts to prove my versitility? I like Industrial Swingcore. With Booty-Pop.
Withnail and I, Gregory's Girl, One Night at McCools, Spinal Tap, Mean Girls, Blue Velvet, Trainspotting, Batman, Fear and Loathing, and Zoolander are probably my top ten.
Moan the 'wives! I miss Black Books though, and Spaced.
Iain Banks, Christopher Brookmyre, Hunter Thompson, Margaret Atwood, Irvine Welsh, Janice Galloway. And the glorious Warren Ellis. I know comics aren't *really* literature, but this guy is amazing. I also have a bizarre fondness for pre-feminism self-help books, mostly for comedy value.
My dad! And Hunter S. Thompson. And Marlene Dietrich.