I don’t know about you, but I periodically go through little phases of obsession. Right now, it’s for everything golden. Music often fuels or accompanies these fixations, and the soundtrack to this is Fleetwood Mac’s Gold Dust Woman, though I have to admit to having first been introduced to the song via Hole’s cover (which is totally bad-ass) for The Crow: City of Angels soundtrack. Could it be an actual colour is breaking through my practically all black & grey wardrobe palette? Rock on gold dust woman!
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