lunes, 14 de junio de 2010

Sight for sore eyes...

I'm going on vacation for 2 weeks!
Have a wonderful time!
I love you!Everybody!

You can see all these funny vintage photos and more in:
So long...!!

Vintage Summer, here I go...!

...that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

It felt as if one's entire world was one, long Sunday afternoon. Nothing to do. Nowhere to go...

Oh God!!! The ice cream man again!:)

sábado, 12 de junio de 2010

Femme Fatale, noir style and how I met you in Sunset Boulevard...

And just get lost in this black & white world. A world of love affair, tight skirts and cigarettes.
Just let's get lost, for a while...

jueves, 10 de junio de 2010

Why women love...?

Women have been falling in love with geeks since God doesn't know, Why?
Just take a look!

Attractives, huh?
Maybe not the kind of boys your mother likes, but...
are so cute,

I guess...

You know what temptation is...

lunes, 7 de junio de 2010

Women need sideburns men

Nowadays nobody wants to travel to Hollywood looking for Lady Luck. "American sunken Dream."
In the past mankind said: We'll always have Paris, Hollywood, the ocean, freedom, a beautiful beach where a pretty girl can show her breasts shining with the moonlight.
My father told me one night, probably it was a Fairy tale, but I remember that I was loving so much his courage, his fable-moral lesson, trying to give me a better life in other place...
My father had Paris, my mother had Hollywood, but I ain't got nothing.
I always put the blame in Spain, in this desert world. But I'm really lucky. So far from Hollywood, close to Paris but still distant, I'm still waiting for a better future.
It's a pitty, I was born in a wrong decade. 1930 it would be a better date for me.
Film noir is not fashionable anymore. No Joan Crawford in Possessed.
I'm so fucking oldfashionable.

At the age of 8 people called me old. I always love old music, I was always stealing records in my neighbour's pawn shop and I only wanted my grandma's dresses.
"Is not fair, I was born in a wrong decade". I cried when I was only a little girl.
My first boyfriend was an authentic sideburns-boy.
Is the only thing that pick me up. Sideburns, men in blue suit, girls with too much make up in their eyes, a little boy thinking about "How to Become an Astronaut."
Life is not so good nowadays, but I got past enough to cheer me up.
Because women need sideburns-men.(Beard is nice too)

I need mor Lynyrd Skynyrd...