Dear Gabriele Adler
What a gorgeous name- you sound like a stunning brunette frenchwoman in her early thirties, who curates exhibitions of modern art and plays the cello in her spare time, who has fine papery skin and a long aquiline nose- a mash between Charlotte Gainsbourg and Madeleine Peyroux.
But what you are is four and a half kilos of metal and (very old) plastic.
Meet my (little used but much loved) Typewriter.
(Cotton with hand-printed screen stencils in two shades of grey on white, and in white and grey on black.)
All my love,
Showing posts with label text. Show all posts
Showing posts with label text. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)