Morning Stardust Merchants. Was so pleased with putting some chocolate brown cotton drill drapes up at the new sash/bay window* last night, that freaked out in a moonage daydream, lost myself in The Rise & Fall of the things, consequently stopping writing and all of that stuff. Gotta do it now, so cant update on week. Shame. Was a good, good week, but for now, gonna have just offer up my Ziggy Stardust sock stance from Tuesday at Gieves bash.
My silver glitter-almonds are part of a family tradition. Sister Julie, proper Dave Disciple, did spray her plaster-casted arm silver to watch him perform in 1973. I could go on, but think better if Dave lays out his silvered agenda himself.
Ziggy does Moonage Daydream.
Stubbs far out.
*temporary measure mind.
There's a Starbust waiting in bay.
Pure temps mind. Temps.