Thursday, 12 March 2009

Mirage



Slow Club - Come On Youth



The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - Everything With You


Marine Girls - A Place in the Sun



Girls - Morning Light



I can't wait for my hair to grow long and for the insects to sing, to be barefoot in the grass and to sip savoury cocktails from dirty glasses, to go to the park and the beach and backgarden barbeques, to be sunsoaked and thirsty and blissfully tired; to exalt in all that it is to be young in the summertime. This one might not be so, but there are many more to come, stretching out before me in a heat-hazed daydream.

credit unknown - it's Erin Wasson, for Vogue a few years ago I think...

2 comments:

kerri ní dochartaigh said...

love these words

Winnie said...

Oh I adore slow club...I'm trying to grow my hair too but its going to take ages!