Anema E Core

Isle of Capri

summer '10

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Pages from the Moleskin

Fashion sketches from Alexander McQueen, Marchesa, and, Balenciaga

Nude studies

My takes on various Quetzalcoatl, and a swan boy

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Heppi Burf-dei Jonah!

Yesterday was my friend, Jonah's 19th birthday! Happy Day of Birth to him, I hope he enjoyed it as much as I did, haha. Anyways, a couple of friends and I went out to wholefoods at like 11pm to buy him cupcakes along with a card and some nifty "chandelles". We then bombarded his room with pink balloons (and a couple condoms) and sang an earsplitting rendition of "Happy Birthday". After that we migrated down the hall to Tractavio's room for a weak game of truth or dare, though it was more like group truths than any actual daredevil stunts, bummer. But I did get to go to 7-11 with my darling Jonah, afterwards, to get late night snacks (which included slurpees and cup noodles) I even got to use his microwave to make said noodles! Isn't he just the best? I love him (for his appliances).

Tonight was a good night.

Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake

Last night I went to see Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake, and was blown away. It was absolutely, just amazing. Totally exceeding my expectations, which should have been hard to do since I had already assumed it would be fantastic. Richard Windsor was an excellent Swan/Stranger, with his luminescent pale skin, long sinewy body and huge arm span. I almost died when he and Simon Williams performed a pas de deux. Guh, Sweat was slipping down his back, his chest was heaving after every leap and turn, yet he still maintained absolute control over his body, I got chills every time he did that neck roll. He played the swan so, so well, epitomizing raw strength and sensuality (found these shots on the web)

Along the Hudson

Christopher Street

New Jersey skyline just before sunset

Pier 45

A Frenchie my friend and I met while walking back from the river

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a sinner kissed an angel - frank sinatra

Stars in the sky were dancing

One night perfect for romancing,

The night a sinner kissed an angel,

He wanted thrills, she wanted love,

Oh but his sighs were tender

As he begged her to surrender,

The night a sinner kissed an angel,

And she believed that it was love.

How was she to know that every lovely vow

Was part of the game he was playing,

But to his surprise he realized

Somehow he meant every word he was saying.

Yes, miracles can happen,

I know 'cause I saw what happened

That night a sinner kissed an angel,

That was the night I fell in love.