Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Tiny dancer...

Just so you know... 
Timothy the turkey and myself are tight... probably just because I don't care for turkey.
And meats in general.
Sometimes I take unflattering photographs of myself... and post them on the internet. 

Todays outfit... 


wearing...
magenta, teal and blue stripe mens button-up: used to be my dads
thick argyle tights: betsy johnson
silver 5 inchers: a gift from meg
black leather belt: stolen from another shirt
jewelry: vintage/ custom


Also, please note my companion ceramic bunny.
I call him Elroy. 
I don't know where all these animals keep coming from, but I enjoy it lots.
(Seriously, its like they multiply and materialize from nowhere.)

Alright, you might not know it, but I love Elton John.
And this is my favorite song...

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly 

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today


If you have never heard this song, please listen to it.
Its amazing, and I swear that I get chills every time I hear it.
It would be on the soundtrack to my life.
Which come to think of it, I will probably have to put together and post, as it will probably be silly and a really awkward combination of songs.

As for now, I'm off to try and tackle a bit of cleaning.

lovelove.

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