because red signifies contentment

Such escapades echo Putin strongman, some would say strong armed, approach to politics; the compact, diminutive leader likes to keep himself in peak physical condition. Tellingly, while such showboating wouldn seem out of place from a hubristic Bond villain, Putin actually sees himself in the opposite, heroic role his choice of wheels is a custom made black Audi with the licence plate 007. His buff physique and ice blue eyes perhaps mean he could pass for Daniel Craig evil twin, but he always be more Blofeld at heart. When doctored Casino Royale posters were plastered around Moscow, depicting Putin as Bond, gun in hand, the Russian government was reported to be displeased, but it hard to imagine Putin wasn a little flattered. The same could hardly be said when pro Pussy Riot posters took aim at his so macho image, with one Pop Art style design transforming Putin into a platinum blond transvestite with Day Glo make up.

So in 1979 alone Harry wore a Smurf blue silk bustier jumpsuit with a triangular chest cut out (plus matching headband, tights and shoes) for a performance of Heart of Glass on NBC Midnight Special. Shades and a white sailor dress was her cheap christian louboutin sale choice for a performance of Sunday Girl on Top of the Pops on the BBC, and she donned a yellow silk top with painterly www.ercc.co.uk pink lines and matching trousers for a concert at the Apollo.

Dresses in a can had an even briefer shelf life. The dresses were made of nylon, sold for $25 and were sold in 1 pound tin cans. You could even buy a crushable hat for $7.00. The dresses were various designs and the big selling point was that it came in a can. This fad started about the same time as paper dresses, but didn't last quite as long.

I pointed to my name tag sitting on my plate, shrugged my shoulders and seated myself. W was across the table between two pretty nice looking women and I'm sitting between two empty chairs. I check out the names on the two name plates on my left and right. On my left was some lady named, "Blah blah blah something Lacroix". Never heard of her. To my right was, Sybil Buck. Sybil what? Don't know her! Cool, I'm in the middle of two women I don't know and who aren't here! W's having a great time talking and laughing with his two new beautiful female fashion friends. I wanted to go sit over there but we had to be in our seats for dinner and for a show of some sort afterwards. Not much later, the no show on my left showed and I stood and pulled out her chair and being polite as possible, I started conversation with my introduction.