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This post is entirely to thank a lovely random person for the Velvet Goldmine soundtrack etc that my postie presented me with today, to my utter joy and delight. I don't normally do this, however my wishlist has not been honoured extensively lately and I am too drunk to figure out how to trace my kind stranger, so please accept dainty smooches upon your cheeks dear Leigh, and rest assured that I do absolutely love your gift. Mwah and all that jazz.

(nonetheless I feel weird making a sparse post, so let me fill it up with my latest contribution to the art of ceramics that takes place on a plate and shall be shown from Stoke (UK capital of pottery) to NYC (US capital of fabulousness) sometime really soon)


Come on! Who wouldn't love to eat their breakfast off this plate design?! Deeelish!!!

Here is another stupid picture from Mankoland that is somewhat revoltingly colour-coordinated with the above:

I'm switching races for a Japanese imagining being Hawaiian in a Renaissance setting. Kudos to those who can post terms for the relevant street fashion tribes.