
tuesday i went to see siiri nordin sing jazz at the american bar at hotel torni. the monthly jazz night is organized by jazz singer ira kaspi. she invites pop singers for sing-alongs and also performs solo with her guitarist. the repertoire for the night consisted of easy listening and jazzy arrangements and some of siiri's songs. very easy-going and grown-uppy -- perhaps slightly too adult-like for my taste...
wednesday i dj'd for the opening at kiasma as i told you before.

thursday i saw bloc party for the fourth time, and hate to admit the show was an utter disappointment. their playing was sloppy and fumbled. i much prefer the older songs to the new ones, and realized that i was too old for the mosh pit. i expected more, but feel like an old bore complaining. nag nag nag.

friday i flopped in the style of minttu vesala at loop. the ferocious dj's were all dressed as minttu complete with red wigs, and the lady of honor looked as amazing as ever. the small bar kept bustling until the wee hours to the beat of the threesome's outlandish music selection.

i went with "the rich bi*** at the casino" look with my early 90's demi moore -inspired hair (big curls pulled back from the face) and lotsa gold. i wore a red satin vintage dress and crocodile handbag, louboutin shoes (which crumpled my stockings, yikes!) and a vintage belt which kept coming loose. (pics courtesy of silver's cellphone. sorry and thnx!))
sunday i woke up with the flavor residue of some 15 chili cheese tops from mcdonald's i munched away after hours. a full week of drinks and salty snacks resulted in invisible eyes... in the end, i finished my week with beautiful italian food and chatter with friends at toscanini. and a glass soave classico...
what a perfect, extraordinary week; thank you all!
2 comments:
Just love your blue high heels. sexy.
thanks, sweetie.
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