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| Babbling, gin-loving, psuedo-academic seeking effervescent, fucked up madame.'
Not silly enough to plaster my proboscis all over this site, but photographs more than welcome on request (in summary: tallish, thin, supposedly good looking, usually clad in a ragged suit and crumpled tie, although none of that skinny trousers and slim-fit tweed nonsense)
Museum loving, debauched, cynical-optimists need only apply.
(Looking for something tangible, real, and yet mutually self-indulgent. Somebody to revel in decadence with, sipping cocktails whilst the world implodes).
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