Every now and then a cuddle gotta have it.
Yesterday I go to look for simple flip-flops from the beach (almost impossible at the end of fiscal August, I assure you), and on the way back I decided to stretch my going to poke around in a shopping outlet big brands rather known in my part . To be honest I do not know exactly whether it is an outlet, but the holder to Cash discounts always stratospheric ... then maybe the basic price is inflated, eh: P Who za. Malignant rumors speak of rounds of mafia linked to this place, fun. Anyway. Essentially sell formal dresses (in fact the only other times I went there was to try the dress for the wedding of my brother and one of degree), but upstairs they have an assortment of shoes worthy of note. So I said to myself, mass. Rover's eyes and maybe I refer with some five hundred euro sandal studded with swarovski (sospir.), I feel some Gucci case, a pair of heels twelve and then put everything in place. Except that ...
Except that, wandering, I see my shoes. Sandals are not gioiello, ma ballerine della Diesel assolutamente adorabili. Era da secoli che cercavo un modello simile. Era da secoli che volevo un paio di scarpe rosse. E in più... hanno lo sconto del 50%. MIE. C'è un 41! Miracolo! Che trovo pure per caso, dopo un attimo di disperazione, perchè eran state riposte nella fila sbagliata *__*
Posso permettermele. Le compro all'istante, e mando a quel paese swarowski e Cavalli e Armani eccetera eccetera.
Eccole. Perdonatemi, ma le amo alla follia.
Sono vernice (le parti chiare) e seta *___* (starò bene attenta a non metterle quando piove.)
Okay, chiusa parentheses shoes. Open parenthesis cinema.
E 'by a lot I want to say something about my last visions, but each time back: P among other things, is not that I have seen pretty much nothing in recent months, for many reasons ... But I'm slowly redoing. With quiet: P
Here, just to start ... I know many fans will agonize Burton, but a few weeks ago I watched Sweeney Todd e. .. I almost threw up there O_O I was terrible. Too much splatter free, yuck. Ok, I know that the story is that (comes from a musical, etc.), but ... I say, yuck. Depp always good, and also the wife of Burton, but nausea. And what a disturbing story.
Instead, yesterday I'm finally having Funeral Party ... AMOOOO. Alan Tudyk, in particular, which is always my hero. Look at him, especially if you're british humor;)
And then ... and then. THE DARK KNIGHT. THE DARK KNIGHT. But he and Christian (Bale) will dedicate a separate post soon. I'm just saying ... first of all thanks to Juls sis without which perhaps would never have seen the movies;) (and thanks to whom we now will have the courage to see him one more time ... all alone: P -> Leiu lately is very emotional , never mind) and I think it just needed a second viewing. Spettacololare, impressive directing and editing even more impressive (Oscar nomination! Oscar nomination!), But the script here and there has things that I (we) have left a bit 'so. However, little things, Nolan is always great *___* rest more fond of Batman Begins, TDK, however, brings the narrative to levels much higher ...
Finally today beak almost by accident this vid Knights of Cydonia at V Festival. And, ladies and gentlemen, I play well Morricone Muse! (To be precise, Chris. Well I can play the harmonica, loved him. The man of many abilities.)
however, also show the song itself had been so long since I felt it performed so well . Every time I think that museums have reached the maximum in live performances, they promptly amaze me adding other details, other niceties and going a step further in the quality of the performances ...
Ah, my mood? Caliamo a veil. Of course the news you never fail to break down. Some beautiful to me? Eh? Please. I would not suck-_-
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