they call it boogie fever.

 we went to a roller disco.
nothing about this is particularly fashionable, but we got a little creative with the "broco" label - from that fateful brainstorm session, the "broco-hollix" were conceived and inevitably birthed into the basement of the hudson hotel for a night of roller discoing and gawking at each others brilliantly put together disco/derby get ups. 


who really needs their two front teeth..?

i'm sure this will fall on blind eyes, as most things i write often do, but maybe santa will see this and take it upon himself to shimmy down my chimney with these in tow:

apparently my wrists need some love? also, i know that those latin cuffs are so old.. but i used to have one and i don't know what i did with it, so now i need another - or three.

p.s. those amulets are a top priority. the robindira cuff is a close second.

this is just the beginning of a lust list.. le sigh.