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    January 19th, 2015

    “In the bar of his father’s hotel, with the leather chairs that give one the feeling of sitting in a wallet, Dommy has introduced a new drink, Last Mango in Paris. A steep decline.”
    —from “Speedboat” by Renata Adler

  • Blank.

    January 19th, 2015

    In the introduction [to Metamorphoses of an American], Lagerfeld wrote, “It’s all about the clarity of the transmitted individuality of a face and a body unencumbered by too much experience.”
    —”The Jet Set Life of Karl Lagerfeld’s Favorite Male Model – For Now,” by Irina Aleksander

  • Mean.

    January 19th, 2015

    At the docks, Brad boarded a boat with twin Palestinian socialites, who recognized Hudson from the show. “Oh, my God, we’re so lucky to be sitting next to you!” one said.

    “I’m Brad, Hudson’s father.”

    The twins said they were born in Saudi Arabia but now lived in Los Angeles. “So, are you guys identical twins?” Brad asked.

    “Yeah.”

    “Everywhere?”

    Their expressions soured. “What do you mean?”

    Brad smiled.
    —“The Jet Set Life of Karl Lagerfeld’s Favorite Male Model – For Now,” by Irina Aleksander

  • January 11th, 2015

    Someplace.

  • January 11th, 2015

    —Tanning kills

  • January 11th, 2015

    —Anita Ekberg

  • January 11th, 2015

    —AFP Photo Department

  • January 11th, 2015

    vjeranski:

    Suspension

    Louise Bourgeois

  • January 11th, 2015

    “Horizontality,” as Bourgeois said, “is a desire to give up, to sleep. Verticality is an attempt to escape. Hanging and floating are states of ambivalence.” The present hovers, however tensely, from a nearly invisible thread, our dense sensations alerting us to the delicacy of our scale.

    Ana Cecilia Alvarez on Louise Bourgeois for ADULT (via adult-mag)
  • January 11th, 2015

    inconstantdchoi:

    Louise Bourgeois by Alex Van Gelder
    W Magazine

  • I got to be good.

    December 25th, 2014

    When I woke up, the rain was pourin’ down
    there were people standin’ all aroun’

    Somethin’ warm, going through my eyes
    But somehow I found my baby that night

    I lifted her head
    She looked at me and said
    ‘Hold me, darling, just a little while’

    I held close
    I kissed her our last kiss
    I found the love that I knew I had missed

    Well now she’s gone, even though I hold her tight

    I lost my love

    my life

    that night

    —“Last Kiss" 

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