editorial
mid-issue gazette: paulina's peach well it’s our mid-issue gazette: paulina’s peach. don’t you just want to take a bite? why a gazette? because paulina said so and let me tell you she didn’t just say so; she turned up at the powder studio completely loaded on amphetamines and rum demanding it. i mean i actually felt threatened, like for my life and all. i’ve only seen her in that condition a couple of dozen times but when you do you can’t deny her and you definitely don’t want to make eye contact either. so we pieced together a peachy little gazette just to tide you over until the next issue… the incense issue: it’s out july first… it’s going to rock your nether regions. anyways, i agreed to allow paulina, after she removed her hands from around my throat, to have a bit of a play on a camera. so we’re featuring a gallery of her delectably hot girlfriends… try making it through that without getting overwrought. gopal MS, the indian road romeo, takes us on a visual masala of the indian streets. beautifully poignant shots from our man with the cam out in the sweltering sub-continent. vinny bombora, bad boy extraordinaire, brags about his sexual exploits, or lack thereof, with western women in saris. whilst some doped-up fiend paulina pulled off the streets, shahrukh spencer-jones, hits us with some rather startlingly brilliant examples of street art from hindustan. it’s quite a spicy little gazette for you to sink your teeth into. so take a bite honey and remember that you’re the icing on the cake that i like to lick off before the rest of the party get their hands on it… dirty little rabble that they are. boom shiva, i.t.a. |