Gothic Lolita. I've been chewing on this for a while, wondering if I should or shouldn't venture to write something about it. This usually happens when a certain topic is very dear to me, and I don't want to cause it any kind of injustice. But this time, in particular, I've had several serious doubts. …
Things that never quite grow old, or what I loved when I was only 4
When I was about 4 or 5 years of age, I stumbled upon a cassette tape in my dad's vast collection. I don't actually remember how it happened, or why it was that that particular cassette piqued my interest - after all, there was nothing especially attractive about it at first sight. Except, maybe, the …
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From Camden Town to Istanbul in a Single Stride: Vintage Memorabilia
I was unlucky in my quest for vintage photographs for a while - the local market has been yielding nothing but black and white photographs of cats and dogs and some tacky birthday cards. But my luck turned just as soon as I paid a visit to Camden Market, London. Have I ever mentioned how …
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The thing about not having a home (or having one too many)
It doesn't often happen to me to feel the need to slice open my heart on a public surgery table, but since this little space is (arguably) as much of a private affair as it is an "all welcome" things, then I allow myself, every once in a while, to rant and rave. The issue …
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A Fine and Private Place
Some of you may noticed I've hijacked the title from one of the fantasy/uncanny masters, Peter Beagle. It originally pertains to one of his most amazing novels, which also remains one of my favourite books to this day. The reason why I've shamelessly signposted this blog update like this is because it's going to be …
Productive Insomnia Is the Best Way to Celebrate Christmas
That's the thing with the winter holidays: I never seem to be in the mood for "merry-making" when Christmas is just around the corner. Of course, that's explainable, as I'm mostly up half the night every single night doing random stuff. Mostly, I'm supposed to be "working" (whatever that means), but what I end up …
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Of Ghosts, Dandies and Little Sailors…
So. I promised some comments on the recently posted photo-postcards. I've chosen to have a closer look at some that particularly picked my curiosity. The first would be the photograph showing the phantomatic silhouette of a woman, pasted onto a black carton "frame" with a postcard-style verso: The look of it - the silhouette fading …
The Grim-Looking Ladies
Having decided to get over the various generous offers of intimate and intensely satisfying (guaranteed!) services that are the only comments I get these days, here I am sharing yet another one of my finds with the universe. I do love flea markets, and I usually end up leaving with at least one abandoned memory …
Unhappy
Okay, I'm afraid this is going to be one hell of a short update, in which I am going to vent my anger. First of all, I have been pretty "loyal" to LJ throughout my "online life". My first ever blog was on LJ and I've spent many a day browsing fascinating, useful and educative …
Of Perverse Pleasures and Murder Mysteries
I remain quite baffled that, apparently, most of the stuff I enjoy is either out of print/stock or really difficult to come by. I went through this when I was looking for Angela Carter's "The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman", which, for mysterious reasons, was reprinted by Penguin (with an absolutely horrendous cover, if …
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