Monthly Archives: June 2009

So that’s why nutjobs go to Iceland

Last night I went to The Place to see Erna Ómarsdóttir‘s latest dance work, Teach Us To Outgrow Our Madness. Those of you who like to keep up to date with your Icelandic choreographers-cum-emo bands, might recognise the name from … Continue reading

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Yes. Please.

In a world where I am rich and have no cares, I am wafting my tickets to The Secret Garden Party around to bat off the flying pigs. Here’s some of the wonderlust you might, if you’re a mug like … Continue reading

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Fash Moustache

I’ll probably miss Graduate Fashion Week, which starts tomorrow (Earl’s Court) because I’m at my parent’s house, chilling with my (hideously overfed) cat. Enticed by promo pictures of spherical, woolly headpieces; foot-long sequined collars and generously back-combed hair, I have … Continue reading

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