manko

I went through serious trauma/enlightenment/reflection wearing that "old Manko" makeup! Spent a day being a wrinkled and deranged version of myself - imagine - Milan, early morning at an espresso bar, trying to stuff a croissant into my glued shriveled up gob, pouting and winking at myself in the mirror, singlehandedly spoiling the appetite of the local population... hysterical.

I also want to introduce you to Charles Of London. They attired me with the fabulous Plasmatics dress (for the more glamorous part of the set (fresh-faced Baby Jane character in her glory days). True punks, dirty toerag fuckers and dear friends, shit-hot indie fashion-makers, and I've been their clotheshorse for longer than I care to remember. Oh, and check out my stupid voice-over on their website.

Well, have an inspired and sensational 2008, kittens! And now I'm gonna go get that handful of painkillers and a nice cup of tea.