February 1, 2011 |
A scented mist swirls around your feet, and a soft light falls on your face from a Tiffany lamp shrouded in a silk scarf. A doleful piano plays, a cockatoo flies past, and Stevie Nicks appears – a vision in velvet and cobwebbed lace, teetering atop a suede platform. She wants you to join her on her crusade against the mundane, against matte fabrics and blow-dried hair! Place a top hat upon your medieval mane and be done with it! Join her! Join US! Stand back (stand back), for Stevie will not be stopped by your minimal look and flat shoes!
by Jack Sunnucks
