daydream believer

Forget your favourite Beatle, who's your favourite Monkee?

Oh wait, was that even a question?

Bernice bobs her hair

A trio of fabulous femmes to give you an idea of what my summer hair looks like. Tragically, a Myrna Loy 'do doesn't automatically come accessorised with a William Powell-type partner in crime to be the Nick To my Nora.

leader of the pack

Monday night Kenneth Anger trilogy at the Chauvel; Scorpio Rising, Inauguration Of The Pleasure Dome and Lucifer Rising - quite an auspicious way to start the week. Visually entrancing and impeccably soundtracked, I've wanted to see these films ever since references to Anger started turning up all over in my trawlings through pop culture's seedy past.

He's a constant through many threads of rock & roll and Hollywood history, sharing a fascination with Aleister Crowley with Jimmy Page and the Rolling Stones, befriending Manson Family acolytes (former flame of my favourite groupie Miss Pamela - and sometime member of Love - Bobby Beausoleil), authoring the infamous expose of the heart of darkness in America's screen industry, 'Hollywood Babylon'. And now he's doing video campaigns for fashion labels! It's a wonder he's found time to create the films that he has, beautiful pre-cursors to music videos full of occult dreamscapes and tripped-out explorations of classical myth, all decked out in a good dose of homoeroticism and some of the best costumes I've ever seen.

baby, this one's for you

"What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains."

I enjoy being a girl

This brilliantly named shade of nail polish has been produced by Revlon ever since the early 1950s, and is currently adorning my fingers. Perfect for channeling past starlets and secretaries alike.

yeah, and hell yeah too

Justin Townes Earle, who has really waltzed into my heart these last few months is out of rehab and back on tour. Which includes Australia! I'll die if I don't see him, no kidding.

I'm everything you ever wanted to be!

Ladies and gentlemen, the Fabulous Stains!

Corinne "Third Degree" Burns is kind of my new hero. She's tough as fuck and epically disdainful. And she doesn't get her comeuppance for being a rebel girl, which happens in so many other movies. Sure, her erstwhile love interest (who knew Ray Winstone made such a babin' rockabilly-punk?) destroys her audience by telling them they're adverts, but at least he doesn't slut-shame her or tell them that maybe she does put out - when she wants to.

"I'm perfect. But nobody in this shithole gets me because I don't put out!"