The scrapbook of a twentysomething multimedia fashion victim. Last Year's Girl, or Lis to her friends, is a journalist, blogger and amateur photographer. Some of these things actually pay her, but mostly she just wants to be liked. She likes social technology, homemade pizza, great-tasting lipgloss, Starbucks cappuccino and rock 'n' roll tales of redemption; makes her home in Glasgow and left her heart in New York City. She doesn't know why she needs a Tumblr account. Keep up with her at pixlet [dot] net.
OK Go - This Too Shall Pass - Rube Goldberg Machine version - Official (via OkGo)
Finally saw this thanks to Lee. Brain just exploded from sheer joy.
2 days ago
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The funny thing is, nobody really ever knows how much anybody else is hurting. We could be standing next to someone who is completely broken, and we wouldn’t even know.
crackedpavementandpapercrowns:
heartbreaking
5 days ago
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I want to pet you like a dog / I’ll take you home and make you waffles
From the “clean” version of Liz Phair’s “Flower” performed by Emily Gould and Supercute. Emily says “I was surprised that some people in the audience seemed not to know this song. To me it is sort of like “Happy Birthday,” ie, the kind of song you feel you were just born knowing.” I like thinking of a world in which “every time I see your face I get all wet between my legs” is on that level of ubiquity. (via perpetua)
1 week ago
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Fancy Marvel GelaSkins for iPhone, iPod, and laptops
The boy sent me this link. Click through for amazingness.
1 week ago
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I took the Holga for a walk one grey, Glasgow Saturday afternoon, and this is what resulted.
1 week ago
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Is there any scarier word than “irreversible”? It’s a hiss of a word, full of side effects and mutilations. Severe tire damage - no backing up. Falling in love […] felt that way. I felt strange things going on inside me, and I knew that these weren’t things I would recover from.
Love Is A Mix Tape, Rob Sheffield
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