I am socially awkward. Sometimes I drink too much. Sometimes I fall off chairs. I like fruit snacks.

If I had things my way, I'd be driving around in a DeLorean, starring in Duran Duran videos, and shagging the ever loving crap out of a young Philip Oakey. Instead, I make things as a means of expressing myself. I suppose the trade off is fair. Almost.

Here you will find a delightful and curious melange of anything and everything that inspires me. You will also find photographs and sometimes sordid accounts of my life in general and the people in it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

My interests include: 80s pop culture, accesories, adam ant, andalusia, anomie, antiquated turns of phrase, artificial strawberry flavor, berlin, cosmetic couture, depeche mode, dexter, duran duran, epaulets, fairy tales, france, gaga, gloves, human league, iamx, jewelry, joanne harris, ladytron, michael crichton, oingo boingo, paris, perfume, photography, semi-precious stones, shoes, sneaker pimps, stephen king, sweden, tears for fears, the lower east side, wine, and yasmin le bon.

I am twenty-five and living the American Dream in Brooklyn.

Plug me in and dim the lights.