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November 17, 2007


Okay so basically, here is my life lately. Glamour, great hair, fabulous tits and party lifestyle.

Actually no it was more like this – great in concept but something a bit wrong with the excution.

Last night I had to stay home in my pyjamas cause I was just too over everything and cold even though I was meant to DJ. I heard Prancehall got my back there so that was fine. I wonder if he would be suitable to play me in the movie of my life? Don’t forget he will have to pork himself up [hope he isn't a Muzzie or a Jew] for the role. Prancehall had told me earlier that the squat party from last week was meant to be really good. So I told him about the toilets with the wet floor and the sink hanging off the wall, the smell of poppers and greasy onion baajis [some tell me how to spell that - this is when you know I'm still not Britsh cause I can't spell any Indian food], the woman with the latex pig masks etc and his words were “It sounds awful”.

Hang on no scratch the second video and check the first one again. I had a brilliant night out for Kesh’s birthday. Me and my glamourous friends met at Trader Vic’s – Cardinal was even showing a bit of bra that DJ Venom couldn’t help but notice, I blew Antoinette’s mind by reeling of purchases she made from The World according To… over two years ago and coaxed Manara out to Yo Yo cause she was looking mega hot.


And in final news, Karma is working out beautifully. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!

September 28, 2007

MILANO III [Party Time]

How many coffees? Not sure, but they all look as good as this:

Food like this:

Art like this:

Friends like this:

Make friends in any language – teach them something new.

Happiness like this [ITALO WILL NEVER DIE]

Party like this:

After going to some PIGMAG party, running ino Kesh of all people, watching glitter tape fall from the sky, seeing Sarah from Colette, dancing to tunes and meeting loads of funny Italians ["You are more Rock and Roll than them, No?" [my new boyfriend...]] and trashing Roxy’s room after raiding three mini bars, there is only one thing left to say:

xx Lektrogirl

September 20, 2007


I went and visited Madame Tussards the other days and saw this waxwork depicting Whitney Houston after Bobby Brown gave her the crack pipe.
Ho ho. Indeed this is the lovely Kesh from the Coconut Twins eating lunch on the stand at London Fashion Week. I heard some bad things from other people about her and so I was a bit tentative about getting to know her, but I got to say that after hanging out with her, I really like her. She cracks me up man. Well I dunno – she laughed at my jokes at least!

Here is a new t-shirt that I got off eBay. I saw it a while ago and asked Paul if he wanted it and that I would get it for him. In the meantime between that email and receiving the t, Paul has ended up in this relationship with the polyamorous curator. I’m not feeling so generous about the t-shirt any more. I dunno – I put on the t-shirt this morning to wear to work and I felt really happy. I have been crying my eyes out recently. PAUL – I WANT THE HAPPY FUCKING T-SHIRT! YOU GET ME!!?

xx Lektrogirl

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