Kate and Rachel Van Der Zee, James Van Der Zee, 1909
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Kate and Rachel Van Der Zee, James Van Der Zee, 1909
it had been nice to move again. alice loved the ritual of finding a new - or old - space and making it her own again. she enjoyed moving the furniture and repainting the walls. of staring at the contents of her room until they told her the way they'd like to be rearranged. having the space to reorganize your life also meant that you noticed more. things that didn't feel as true to you. alice found it a great time for reflection. to clear out the clutter of that old life to make way for the blessings of the new.
and she knew that, more than anyone, edward had blessings coming. she had seen it just as carlisle decided to move them again. and then when edward followed up with what she would be studying in school. today was supposed to be their meeting. alice hoped he would have been too preoccupied to really rumage around her thoughts. which is why she had been good and though of finishings, and bedspreads. of mundane things that could still leave the encounter up to fate.
the door creaks when it swings open. it was almost charming. the creaking make it feel more human, a little more lived in. while she doesn't have a memory of a former life it feels familiar to her. as if there is a screendoor on some back porch that creaked the same way. maybe it had been home, and now this was home. and one of her favorite people was walking through it. alice looked up from her magazine, pointer finger keeping her place as she lets it close. " soooo, " she begins, " how was class ? "
@1901s
Blue Sultane costume project for the opera "Scheherazade" performed in 1910 on a music by Nicolas Rimski-Korsakov (1844 - 1908) By Leon Bakst. (1866 - 1924) - Watercolor and graphite on paper -
“Ad Wolgast, Lightweight, from the Prize Fighter Caramels series (E77) for the American Caramel Company.” 1910.
this had to be a prank. or maybe she had hit her head harder than she thought in the car crash. bella was still trying to make sense of how he got across that parking lot so quickly. or how he knew that she was there at all. normally after econ she would head to the station to each lunch her with dad. he had a busier case load than normal lately, so she had opted for a quick bite and coffee at the library. she wasn't supposed to be there at all. yet, they somehow kept showing up in the same places. washington was small, but it appeared they were nearly overlapping.
" i'm sorry - can you repeat that ? " head is tilted to the side and mouth is slightly open in a way that can only be described as befuddled. " you know what - this classroom is empty - maybe i didn't hear you clearly - " hand absently reaches to guide edward in as well, letting the noise of the busy corridor die down slightly. it was her first time back in the library, or back at school, since the incident. although edward had come to the hospital, their father had been the one to give the go ahead, so surely she wasn't checking up on bella.
hands dropped to her side, taking a half-step back looking up at the other. " you have my full attention now. it's just what i thought i heard before - " there's an apologetic smile on her features, " well, i must not have heard it right."
@1901s
Hat, 1908-10
Victoria and Albert Museum, London
Day Dress, around 1908
Victoria and Albert Museum, London