Monday, May 23, 2011

northern soul

hey hey baby

now that you're out of the princess bed (that's princess not prince's), and have jetsetted your way to a second idyllic island retreat, let me check in.
'cause you know i've been jetsetting too, and dreaming about stratospheric $ sweaters and emerald green suede, about tall architects with dark eyes, origami mobiles, fluorescents and silver foil, open-to-cool fans, and a leaning tower of couscous. i've also dealt with sports club meet ups in cheesy bars, the red-eye to jfk (48 hrs without sleep), and a leaking ceiling devouring our booth at javits. 
but you'll just have to find me to get the real dirt.

catch me if you can.


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