Música da Semana: Wild Beasts - Hooting & Howling

Carry me hooting and howling
To the river to wash off my hands
of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand
Any rival who goes for our girls
Will be left thumb sucking in terror
and bereft of all coffin bearers

A crude art, a bovver boot ballet
equally elegant and ugly.
I was as thrilled as I was appalled
courting him in fisticuffing waltz
Now I’m not saying the lads always deserve a brayin
And I’m not saying the girls are worth the fines I’m payin
We’re just brutes bored in our bovver boots
We’re just brutes clowning ‘round in cahoots
We’re just brutes looking for shops to loot
We’re just brutes hoping to have a hoot

Hooting, hooting and howling (repeat)

Carry me hooting and howling
To the river to wash off my hands
of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand
Any rival who goes for our girls
Will be left thumb s..king in terror
and bereft of all coffin bearers

Hooting and Howling

Polaroids (LIV)

Best Dressed Of Last Week

Gwen Stefani

Pérola: Window Display

Música da Semana: The Pogues and Kristy McColl - Fairytale Of New York

It was Christmas Eve babe

In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in at ten to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So Happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day


I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe

I put them with my own

Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day

Polaroids (LIII)

Trocava de armário com...

Olivia Wilde

Best Dressed Of The Week

Kate Hudson

So now I'm a fashionista

Não, não me estou a comparar com a Erin Wasson xD

Bad Food, Bad Dog

(cliquem nas fotos para as verem um pouco maiores)

The Trilogy Meter

Tenho que deixar aqui bem expresso que não concordo com algumas das qualificações! :)

Música da Semana: Bombay Bicycle Club - Magnet

Now its decision time
Which one will stay which one will say goodbye
Just my luck to find
Someone who makes me want to leave her behind

We took the backseat, everyone was happy
We took the back where everybody laughed
We took the backseat, everyone was happy

Dreaming of you rushing up to me and
Saying this is where you want to meet
But I don't believe you

Cos last night you woke me up
We almost fell in love
But then you said
It is time for bed

We took the backseat, everyone was happy
We took the back where everybody laughed
We took the backseat, everyone was happy

Posters

Polaroids (LII)

Cansei de Ser Sexy

Nicholas Hoult

Best Dressed Of The Week

Thandie Newton

Citações

"Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that
something else is more important than fear."

Meg Cabot

Música da Semana: Pendulum - Propane Nights

Somethings tearing me down
And down
Cant help but feel its coming from you
Shes a gunshot bride
With a trigger cries
I just wonder what weve gotten our selves into
In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire Ill burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun

Mind is willing
Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire
Mind is willing
Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire
Any danger
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home

Much to weak to jump yourself
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from once below
Much to weak to jump yourself
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from once below
Praise the anger
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home

In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire Ill burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun
Bring it on home

Porque Gosto de Cinema: 8#

Posters

Citações

"Some people care too much. I think it's called love."

A.A. Milne in Winnie the Pooh

The Threesome (XI) *

*ou All I Want For Christmas...

Polaroids (LI)

Best Dressed Of The Week

Lilly Allen

Ellen Von Unwerth