Poppy’s story, part 3
After the second roll I could already tell that Poppy and I weren’t going to last. I did put in a third roll against better judgement. For better and worse I thought, in the Netherlands and through hospital corridors.
Poppy has many good characteristics: beautiful sparkly appearance, quirky and easy to hang with. Then there was that other side that wore me out: she made me feel trapped in not one but 9 little boxes. And that’s when Poppy and I broke up.
That was the end of Poppy & me… until further notice.
ON REPEAT: Starfucker - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Poppy’s story, part two
I blamed all the mishaps on initial awkwardness, the uncomfortable beginnings. I was sure that I could make this work with a little effort and a lot of passion.
So I gave her flowers…
… introduced her to the family …
… and took her for strolls in the park.
But how little I knew.
(to be continued)
ON REPEAT: The Whigs-I don't even care about the one I love
Poppy’s story, part one
In March Marre asked on Twitter if anyone was interested in one of his cameras, a Pop 9 lomo. It had caught my eye at the Lomography website before, so at the next gig we both attended – Wild Beasts & Villagers – he presented me with a golden lover, Poppy.
After some developments I discovered that things weren’t always what they seemed with Poppy. What you see isn’t what you get. Nothing I couldn’t fix, if only I would lean a little more to the left and looked upwards a little more I could compensate for her flaws I figured.
ON REPEAT: The Black Keys - Never Give You Up
