I know this because i watched their film and as lacklustre as it was, spending 2 hours of my life that i will never get back watching a basket of puppies flopping about is not regrettable. Anyway i thought this was a great line cos its sweet and young but its also totally nailing the shit out of the love thing.
Without the hole it wouldn't be a polo and it wouldn't be special....the fact that it's missing something makes it kinda sad and so you're immediately empathic about the whole thing....like connected to it in some way.
I think the same goes for cute things like dolphins and pandas and other creatures with a helplessness about them. There is a cat on the internet called lil bub and he's not okay...like he's not okay in his brain, he also doesn't look okay, he has something like one million followers on twitter, he's been on tv shows. Everything he does is painfully cute because he cant do it right. He is intensely loved by very many people who have never even met him. The power of cuteness.....don't underestimate it.
I styled this short film directed by George Harvey and starring Sergei Polunin. It was all pretty serendipitous as i had read and been really taken with this article about Sergei in Intelligent life in Paris a year ago. According to the piece he was the enfant terrible of the dance world and I remember thinking it sounded like quite the juxtapostion of worlds... and how someone could feasibly exist in a universe that demanded him to do as he was told...when it seemed that he only did whatever he wanted or was driven to do.
The best thing about two of Sergei's distinctive tattoos is that he didn't know who they were when he got their faces etched on his skin forever. One is James Dean and the other one is Joker from Batman. Contrary to his rebel badass profile, he was actually sweet as a slice of peach pie.