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Papagallo

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US Vogue August 15, 1961

Babouche in burgundy calfskin, with a tapered end and shiny knots; Charles Jourdan.

Ombre green lacquered lizard with thin toe; Margaret Jerold.

Opera pump in brown-pink patent leather, square toe; Herbert Levine. 4. Square toe shiny black lizard slingback pump; Millerkins.

Burnt red lizard shoe, square toe; Delman.

Cedar brown calf leather shoe with. instep strap: Saks Fifth Avenue.

Country shoe in black calfskin, square toe; Entrance.

Walking shoe in cedar brown grained calfskin, flat toe: Andrew Geller.

Walking shoe in cedar brown grained calfskin, flat toe: Andrew Geller.

Simone d'Aillencourt in a green brushed wool terry coat (Stroock fabric) lined with natural red fox. By Matline. Shoes by Papagallo, Bottoms by Archer, makeup by Estée Lauder.

Babouche en cuir de veau bordeaux, à bout effilé et nœuds brillants ; Charles Jourdan.

Lézard laqué vert ombre avec bout fin; Margaret Jerold.

Escarpin opéra en cuir verni marron-rose, bout carré ; Herbert Levine.

Escarpin à brides en lézard noir brillant à bout carré ; Millerkins.

Chaussure en lézard rouge brûlé, bout carré; Delman.

Chaussure en cuir de veau brun cèdre avec. sangle de cou-de-pied : Saks Fifth Avenue.

Chaussure country en cuir de veau noir, bout carré; Entrée.

Chaussure de marche en cuir de veau grainé brun cèdre, bout plat : Andrew Geller.

Simone d'Aillencourt dans un manteau de ratine de laine grattée vert (tissu Stroock) doublé de renard roux naturel. Par Matline. Chaussures par Papagallo, Bas par Archer, maquillage par Estée Lauder.

Photo Tom Palumbo vogue archive

[mountaingoatslastlineaday]

And I recognized every single word

[mountaingoatsfirstlineaday]

you were standing near the water when the wind ripped through

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[ladymuffy]

Some of my Griffins.

WarFeather and Papagallo.

The Background on the first picture is from the Whispered World.

[onemountaingoatssongaday]

Papagallo

You were standing near the water when the wind ripped through Heard your throat open up like a champagne bottle I heard the one perfect song pouring out of you There was a darkening sky reflected on the river There was no way of determining where we were Low hills, colors gone crazy You standing like a ghost with the water behind you It's hard to grab ahold of some things sometimes Like you need me to remind you

You were standing near the water And I was looking at the water And then you went down in the water And the river began to boil There was a minute when I thought I knew what you were about And then you opened up your eyes and the lord came out Low hills, colors gone crazy You rising from the water like a bird You had a pure song possessing you from shoulder to hip And I recognized every single word

from Songs About Fire (1995)

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