We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck them
We are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not.
Joan Didion (b. December 5, 1934), in Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Song: “What New York Used to Be” by The Kills
Love this combo.
I am doing all I can to keep from picking up another installment in the Game of Throne series. I need to take major book breaks when I am reading juicy, character driven paperbacks because they can suck me into a sci-fi, sword swinging infested worm hole with the quickness.
First I devoured the wonderful memoir Grace and now, in keeping with the fashion-icon direction, I am beginning the biography on Marchesa Luisa Casati, Infinite Variety. I will let you know how it inspires me. Perhaps, I will get a cheetah and go for midnight strolls through Los Feliz.
gingerbreadwinner: Marchesa Luisa Casati.
Vogue UK February 1966
Model: Grace Coddington
Photographer: Helmut Newton
I finished Grace Coddington’s memoir in record time. I couldn’t put it down. There is so much I never would have expected from her. It is filled with funny anecdotes as well as very personal takes on love and loss. On top of that, the stories about all the talented people she has collaborated with is inspiring.