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And who, among these myriads, loved him the most? Who would be the least likely to suspect him? Who would be the first to leap to his defence if he was accused, however plausible the accusation? Whose love could he rely on to see him through?
L. P. Hartley, from My Fellow Devils
US Vogue July 1969
Blue Chip Knits. Lady Laura
Models : Unknown, Heide Wiedeck, Jennifer O'Neill
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I read “Remarried Empress” a few days ago, and now it’s all I can think about <3
I love the story and am now patiently awaiting the webtoon updates :D
Hoy le puse viejas canciones a mi mamá mientras cocinaba la cena para fin de año. Se veía tan feliz y lejana al mismo tiempo. De repente la miré y pensé... quizás que recuerdos tiene de esa cancion, a quién piensa? Se recordará a su madre que ya no está para celebrar..?... Y de repente me doy cuenta de cuánto se callan las cosas las madres. Feliz fin de año. Aprecia las personas que tienes a tu alrededor.
8 Years ago last week, my friend Laura called me in a fit of excitement. She told me that she had just discovered an abandoned piano on the old Bloomingdale Avenue railway trail (now the 606) and that we needed to rush to it and do a photoshoot.
Laura was still making music at the time so we agreed this would be something we'd use later for her upcoming album and for the promotion of shows (which we did for this one actually)
Digging through my photo library tonight at the request of another friend, I stumbled onto this shot and it made me burst out laughing, so I had to post it.
Happy birthday Laura.
But I will never again feel the pressure of your arm round my waist.
Anthony Trollope, from Phineas Redux
But I want you to understand me from the beginning;—to understand all that was evil, and anything that was good.
Anthony Trollope, from Phineas Redux