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"I want to build a rotating bookshelf. Need to buy a house first."
More about Stella
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Occupation:
Production Graphic Artist
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Affiliations:
My favorite Bollywood actor is Samit Bhanja.
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Hobbies and Interests:
Learning HIndi from Bollywood movies. Long walks on short piers, Svankmajer, Alice, Conspirators of Pleasure, Blue Planet
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Favorite Books:
Alice in Wonderland, The Persistence of Memory, The Silent Twins.
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Favorite Movies:
Purab Aur Pacchim, Amelie, Donnie Darko, Twilight of the Ice Nymphs, Willy Wonka, American Movie, Brothers Quay, Grey Gardens, Total Eclipse, Angel at My Table
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Favorite Music:
YANN TIERSEN, Mastretta
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Favorite TV Shows:
not currently watching it
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About Me:
I want to build a rotating bookshelf. Need to buy a house first.
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Who I Want to Meet:
People who work for Taschen and/or Chronicle Books
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Jennifer,authoresses and arsonists?
Are you, at this moment, reading the
hip novel du jour "Pepsi-Cola
Addict?" If you like to decode the
secret language of little black
agorophobes while breaking into a dream
lover's home only to photograph
yourself amidst their belongings before
leaving without a trace...allow me to
introduce you to my friend Stella.
the stars. I think Stella is from the
Pleides-The Seven Sisters. I think we
met there at a party once.
She likes to spend part of the year
here and part of the year there. Earth
is sort of her Florida. A good place
to get a tan and run for governor.
wearing a white, flowing sundress, a
white wig, and white face makeup
waiting for you, handsome white
scientist in a white lab coat, to come
collect her in your patented white-
winged flying machine called The
Pegasus. Hurry! Fleet-footed time is
flying! Run to her in romantic slow-
motion with the white flowers
undulating like waves.
with an exotic scent, this lady will
make you happy!
showing just enough to prove vibrant
and exotic, peeks at the bright white
world from a little corner as a common
bitch holds her inner hag in an
upturned palm; the right hand of God.
houserockin' crazy. she lives right next
to my continent. from time to time i see
her at pow wow. WOW!
longtime friend): It begins with a
handmade postcard exchange, you are
both clad in gaudy costumes that have
taken weeks to design, dinner could be
bland fare brightly colored with
natural food dyes, and the evening ends
with cocktails on a mountain top where
you point to the land below. She is
taken aback by your charm and wit. You
have spelled out a special love note in
stones. The sky parts and a brilliant
silver unicorn flies you both to
heaven. Anything less is a bore.
off drugs.
have we spent playing Snakes &
Ladders by the steps of temple? You
know, you are the only devotee to
laugh at my jokes. Rememeber
when I removed your head and
replaced it with a 5-headed cobra? ...
or how about that cute boy you
liked.... when I burned him to cinders!
Anyone else would have freaked but
you.... you just cried out "Oh, Devi
Maa!" and ardently prayed to me for 3
nights till I brought him back. Ahh,
we've had some good times, yes we
have.