2 depressed 2 get dressed

One of my best friends called my up last night in a state of shock and horror telling that she’s just found some five year old emo-poetry she’d written, but deleted months ago, where still on the internet for everyone to see…it was a really funny conversation (she’s probably Norwegian champion of late-night-phone-chit-chat), but it struck me afterwards that OMG I’m glad I didn’t blog when I was seventeen! But what do I do now? What if I blog about what interested me when I was seventeen, or even younger?
This week I’ve literary been 2 depressed 2 get dressed, and that combined with an awful need for nostalgia have led into a rather embarrassing collection of videos…what about the diva dance from Luc Bessons “The Fifth Element”? When I was a sexual frustrated teenager living on this tiny island, then the diva dance provided the ultimate inspiration: the Jean Paul Gaultier-costumes (when I saw the movie on VHS, TLC had a hit with “No Scrubs” and it looks like their stylist thought the same), Milla Jovovich (I had the Calvin Klein-ads as screensaver so they would know I was straight) and techno-opera. And I guess it still gives me chills. ANYWAY: I just wanted to post this one: