Style does not necessarily mean fashion, and vice versa. Style transcends wealth and prestige. Sometimes it is pre-meditated, sometimes it is natural. It can be good design, a thoughful arrangement, a personal eccentricity, or a mysterious trait you cannot quite put your finger on. I think style makes the world a place worth living, because it requires consciousness and attention to detail...it makes the everyday into something amazing.
What can I say? My world would be pretty boring and lonely without him to share it with. He makes me laugh. He challenges me. He enlightens me. He respects me. He rocks.
Magazines. Blogs. Classics. Philosophy. Low-brow. I don't judge -- if it stimulates my mind, makes me laugh, makes me think, makes me angry, makes me scared, or just plain entertains me, I'm happy! And yes, I read Foucault when I was three years old...just kidding.
I'm an equal-opportunity music-listener. I love old country music, French pop, 80's new wave, hip-hop, southern rock, indie, disco, 50's rockabilly, classical, psychedelic. I have a ridiculously large music collection, and I download new stuff every week. I must have it all!! How fantastic is this old-school picture of Madonna, by the way??