In this short hiatus of mine, I’ve contrived several odd life frustrations and aspiration. Rummage on my list and be my guest.
1. I’ve realized that NOT being Yoko Ono is one of my biggest disappointments.
Come on!! She’s an artist inside out. She’s Japanese and has a laidback fashion sense, not to mention a lock with an attitude in her younger years. And ultimately, she has the one of 20th century’s greatest poet John Lennon for a husband. Need to explain more.
2.My affinity for the avant-garde and the bohemian makes me want to live in the outskirts of Paris in the 1900s.
Well my idea of 1900 Paris is the picture Baz Luhrman painted in his film Moulin Rouge. I so love the idea of being a part of the blossoming bohemian revolution Toulouse and his comrades set off. (Note: I must clarify that my picture of Paris during this time is the solely based from the motion picture mentioned.)
3. I’ve always wanted to operate a burlesque house or be a burlesque performer.
For the record, burlesque is NOT some sort of pornographic entertainment as what we commonly knew it to be. It is in fact a form of art. I’ve read somewhere that burlesque is somehow a diversion from the theatrical entertainment in England during the Victorian era (Note: readers, please correct me if I’m wrong. I will really appreciate it. *wink*). As we all know, theatrical presentations during those times were all patterned to the lucrative lives of the high society, with all the lavish wardrobe and exquisite way of life being portrayed on stage. The poor then somehow cannot relate. Hence the burlesque surface: a satire of the elite with lesser clothing and more hilarious, not to mention cheap form of entertainment for the masses. My point then? Nothing really. I am just fascinated and enticed of the burlesque. Kapapanood ng Burlesk Queen ni Ishmael Bernal at ng The Simpsons.
4. Still seriously thinking of scratching, whacking, or setting on fire a BMW, Lamborgini, Jaguar or any flawlessly new luxury car.
One of my secret childhood dreams is to make a guy lose his head by wrecking his toy: his car, especially if it’s an expensive one. I so yearn for that day!!!(Insert sinister laugh here)
5. Roadtrip Ala Y Tu Mama Tambien And Elizabethtown
(Disclaimer: I am excluding the rated parts of Y Tu Mama Tambien in this endeavour. *wink*)
I just like the idea of going on a solitary road trip with just a map like the one Kirsten Dunst gave to Orlando Bloom in Elizabethtown (with all the personalized CD compilations, personal notes to contemplate, and rather amusing road rules), a trunk loaded of food and water, and a considerable amount of cash supply. I’ll drive aimlessly until I reach a secluded, unexploited beach somewhere in the North and go skinny dipping alone.
6. I Envy the 60s
Two words: The Beatles
7. John Lennon Should be Granted Knighthood
If England cannot give him this honour, I will. John Lennon devotees unite!
pebi talking in gibberish again around 8:00 PM
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