there is a theory being tested in our office these days: should men wear women fragrance, and vice versa, in order to attract the opposite sex? do women like a man that smells of roses and jasmine? you tell me. meanwhile, this month hermes in launching three new unisex fragrances; eau de pamplemousse rose, eau de gentiane blanche and eau d´orange vert. problem solved! by kv
for me, it’s pier paolo pasolini’s finest film. the infamous salo was neither shocking or memorable, unless you saw it at the time, in which case it was banned. certainly reactionary and specific to the period, but rather boring now. teorema on the other hand, is a film that seems to live on. it’s beautifully filmed and you can’t really lose with terence stamp in the mix. must see. by dd
betony verton wants to teach the world some sexual common sense. ‘‘people are not natural born lovers,’’ she says. ‘‘we learn skills over time, like a painter.’’ vernon, who designs a line of titillating ‘‘jewel tools’’ (read: sex accessories) sold at boutiques like coco de mer, recently opened a store-cum-boudoir in a historic 17th-century building in paris called “paradise-found” and is at work on a book detailing ‘‘the possibilities of pleasure and erotic ceremonies.’’ seems a good agenda but as far as myself, i’m not sure i understand the use of the ring… by pp’
you might know waris ahluwalia from the wes anderson movies, or simply from one of his parties at beatrice inn that you were not invited to. well, now officially waris has a jewelry line, and I have to say: I like it! we met with him yesterday at our offices, and aside from the cool persona, he is indeed a lovely, soft spoken, gentleman which just ads to his aura… by kv
love the chairs that designer rick owen designed and realized for his studio/showroom/home in paris. the mix of minimalism and nature work just perfectly. i love the fact that a designer can bring his own universe on every kind of things he do. and on top of that if you happen to see those chairs for real, they just look so hand-made that you can imagine mr owen with his saw… by pp’
a film by william klein. just for fun. don’t forget the toilet paper and never… never drink the water in france. fun film but not a real recommend actually. by dd
another genius set of words by jarvis cocker that are actually based on another encounter… see, pop isn’t always that bad! now this set may apply to our beloved camille! here you go:
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge,
she studied sculpture at Saint Martin’s College, that’s where I, caught her eye.
She told me that her Dad was loaded,
I said “In that case I’ll have a rum and coca-cola.”
She said “Fine.” and in thirty seconds time she said,
“I want to live like common people,
I want to do whatever common people do,
I want to sleep with common people,
I want to sleep with common people, like you.”
Well what else could I do –
I said “I’ll see what I can do.”
I took her to a supermarket,
I don’t know why but I had to start it somewhere,
so it started there. I said pretend you’ve got no money,
she just laughed and said,
“Oh you’re so funny.” I said “yeah?
Well I can’t see anyone else smiling in here.
Are you sure? you want to live like common people,
you want to see whatever common people see,
you want to sleep with common people,
you want to sleep with common people, like me.”
But she didn’t… understand,
she just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop,
cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool,
pretend you never went to school.
But still you’ll never get it right,
cos when you’re laid in bed at night,
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you call your Dad he could stop it all…
You’ll never live like common people,
you’ll never do what common people do,
you’ll never fail like common people,
you’ll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw,
because there’s nothing else to do.
Sing along with the common people,
sing along and it might just get you through,
laugh along with the common people,
laugh along even though they’re laughing at you,
and the stupid things that you do… by dd
might as well throw this one in too. it’s actually an absurd video for this song! completely ridiculous… the record managers must have taken over on this. by dd
yeah sure it’s a bit mean, but not unlike the rolling stones “play with fire” it works somehow. especially if you’ve been in such a relationship, ever. i envision the recipient of such lyrics to be a lohan type! here you go:
The trouble with your brother, he’s always sleeping with your mother
And I know that your sister missed her time again this month
Am I talking too fast or are you just playing dumb?
If you want I can write it down
It should matter to you but aren’t you the one with your razzmatazz
and the nights on the town?
Oh you knew it and you blew it didn’t you babe?
I was lying when I asked you to stay now no-one’s gonna care
If you don’t call them when you said
And he’s not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed
And all those stupid little things they ain’t working
No they aren’t working anymore
You started getting fatter three weeks after I left you
Now you’re going with some kid looks like some bad comedian
Are you gonna go out, are you sitting at home eating boxes of Milk Tray?
Watch TV on your own, aren’t you the one with your razzmatazz
and your nights on the town?
And your father wants to help you doesn’t he babe?
But your mother wants to put you away
Now no-one’s gonna care if you don’t call them when you said
And he’s not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed
And all those stupid little things they ain’t working
Oh they aren’t working anymore
Oh well I saw you at the doctor’s waiting for a test
You tried to look like some kind of heiress but your face is such a mess
And now you’re going to a party and you’re leaving on your own
Oh I’m sorry but didn’t you say that things go better with a little bit of razzamatazz? by dd
che cazzo camille? jarvis rocks! i mean i would have gone out with him myself if I didn’t love my girlfriend so much…. so get back and stop the nudie pix and stick to styling which you do best. didn’t you see what happened to karl? by dd
a friend of mine told me this story over the week-end about jarvis cocker whom she has known for a long time. i’ll try to tell the story as she told me: she used to see jarvis in various parties and such, and at all times jarvis was handling a bottle of krug champagne and a carrot. so at some point my friend asked about the carrot, and jarvis told her that before his claim to fame, he had never had any champagne, deep in england where he comes from beer was the only choice. the first time he had champagne, he though that it was ok but it left him with a rather foul breath, so he went back to drinking beer. then it turned out, that one day he discovered krug, which he liked very much. so the story goes, he decided that he would carry a carrot in his pocket whenever he went out and after every sip of champagne, to balance the acidity, he would take a bite off the carrot to keep his fresh breath! hope my friend’s story is accurate, i love it too much to be disappointed. by pp’
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