There is nothing like reading Vice on a friday night, when you surprisingly got nothing to do. It’s 30 % my own fault and 70 % the universe’ fault – and yeah, I’m allowed to blame the universe once a while.
Back to Vice; While I was pushing myself with boredom, I turned to Vice for some pampering and I found something very sick and something very amusing. If I ever become a sick bastard, I would undoubtedly pep my many black cocktail dresses up with this octopus necklace from Dominic Jones.. how fucking cool and obscure is that? I would be the center of the party – and who does not love that (If your answer is no you are a big liar)?
…and what about something more fishy… like fish heads, Madame?
if you are in lack of bone(r)s, then I’ve got the solution for you!
