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I'm a panache of color today. Such an art it is to not match(at all) whilst remaining appealing to the eye. My lovely thang Vannessa has this art down to a science, as they say. She'll match a turquoise tweed jacket with fancy red italian flats and call it an outfit. Squirrelly little hot chick, that one.

Anyhoo, I'm going downtown tonight to hear her spin some records at a local family restaurant (one which the kids take over after dark-- best fucking tortillas in town).

Ugh, must run. More in my I-swear-I'm-not-totally-as-shallow-as-this journal at a later date and/or time.