Limbs askew and sheets sprawling, I dreamt of Trousers! Be-pleated, oversized, of the sturdiest Twill, studded with wooly nubs and cinched with straps of tanned Hide! Sweating, eyes open, “In the desert of all places!” I thought. The tender touch of my beloved Celestine, Mistress of the enlightened Silhouette, Femme of divine Dressing, she is responsible for this midnight bloom.
A subconscious revelation of glorified Autumnal textures, in the midst of nocturnal Heat! Prompted from a memory of Ethereal outfittings, a late-night Corndog, an afternoon run-in with a Prickly Pear.
Be-sequinned video-game figurines as complementary fellows, twisted braids dipped in pots of paint, this vision accompanied by the streaming Corn-wallian bliss of the Aphex Twin-mind, SO MANY GENIUSES IN ONE NIGHT.
